qikjoe79

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Looming frustration
Braodening fixation
Love and lies
Tear into these eyes
Silence this heart.

A sweet kiss prevails
Death on a bed of nails
Standing still
Fire and a thrill
Roses are tears.

Leaves turn brown then grey around us
As fear surfaces from the ashes
Flowers fail to bloom in these eyes
And love is a fleeting, distant memory
Rise from the waste and the fury
Rise to see the light of day
To never feel it's warmth
It's giving touch

Counting the hours while the drainning sand whispers
Of an end not far and never soon...
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I sit waiting for inspiration, but it just comes and goes as it pleases.

Oh and I guess sweden deserved gold, but I still would rather it be in North America.

doo doo. Canada and The US are out... it's a sad day for Hockey

does anyone read this?

Hello everyone. I'm bored. Inspiration is far and fleeting. Some of you should write me a nice long email or two and we can be pen pals and all that shit. Steer me from this boredom.



Oh and HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!

The sky will fall, merchants choke and prophets burn,
This night as the darkness blankets the Earth,
These hearts will bleed, eyes blind, good will turn,
And I will laugh as love wilts and Hell is born on Earth.


Joseph

I am going to the House of Blues in AC dec. 30 to see CKY. Is anyone else going?

By the way... migranes suck.

In the early hours, still fog fades, a calm settles over,
And I lay in waste. As the morning light softly invades
The air, I feel the breeze on my skin. Can taste it's
Giving force on my lips, yet gasp for it's life.

While the day turns over, this body drifts slower, I discover
The nature of beauty. A song bird or a dying...
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