Monday, November 15, 2010

Knives&Pens

You sick fuck.
Don't think that at all.
I swear to you I don't mean it, ever.
What does it matter?
You're mine.
Sick fuck.
Oh, and you're home again.
What now?
Don't think that at all.
But, you're still mine.
Restless and solitary,
Misunderstood and heartbroken.
Don't think that at all.

Ok, so that one was just something really random, here's another THINK I don't know what to call it, but yeah, it has a few of the same lines just because it started out as one thing, but I didn't like the subtle transition, so I separated them... Not sure if it's a good idea or not but oh well...



Dead and alive,
Still in ice.
Not frozen in life,
or in death,
But in a quiet scene that never existed.
No dust shall touch your bones,
Until it is your own bones turn to dust.
Ashes to ashes,
We all fall down.
No rush,
Take your time.
You have forever, to lie here cold
In my arms.
I shall not cry,
I'll smile and kiss your rosy lips.
You won't smile back,
I know you mean to.
Not frozen in life,
or in death,
But in my arms, until the sun rises again.
Then I'll have the guts to smile last.
Be patient, my dear.
I'll join you soon.
When the sun rises,
I will conquer every fear,
Push through pain.
And I'll hold your hand,
Because I couldn't.
Dead and alive.


Yeah, so I don't know what all that was, but I really have nothing new to post. Oh, I'm failing two of my classes badly and I'm super stressed out about all my friends and all.... So that's just about all I can say here.

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