does it seem
like i can't
do a goddam thing
right
Saturday, February 20, 2010
Monday, February 8, 2010
mr. frost
Nature's first green is gold
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf's a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf's a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay
my condolences
haven't written anything in a while.
i've been working on a graduation speech.
i'm sorry.
i hate it
when feelings let you down
i thought this one would
last
would stay strong
for sure this time
guess not.
guess i shouldn't fill my head with stupid notions like that.
NOTHING GOLD CAN STAY
i've been working on a graduation speech.
i'm sorry.
i hate it
when feelings let you down
i thought this one would
last
would stay strong
for sure this time
guess not.
guess i shouldn't fill my head with stupid notions like that.
NOTHING GOLD CAN STAY
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
sweet
i genetically modified my veins into super rope
because i want so badly
to satisfy your sweet tooth
start unravelin' baby
because i want so badly
to satisfy your sweet tooth
start unravelin' baby
Thursday, January 14, 2010
my dearest orion..
i want to dance with orion across the night sky in all of his splendor
i want to unbuckle his belt and caress my skin with the row of sweet starlight
so i can feel the wishes, hopes, and dreams of the children everywhere...
the children who still dream about what, to you seems impossible..
or the expired dreams of the children who once thought there was possibility
in absolutely everything.
i want those wishes to sink into my skin,
to flow through my veins
i want to unbuckle his belt and caress my skin with the row of sweet starlight
so i can feel the wishes, hopes, and dreams of the children everywhere...
the children who still dream about what, to you seems impossible..
or the expired dreams of the children who once thought there was possibility
in absolutely everything.
i want those wishes to sink into my skin,
to flow through my veins
Monday, January 11, 2010
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