when autumn starts again...
i wore the smile on my sleeve for the whole world to overlook and burned twelve cigarettes back to front until the tears had stained the book that rested open on my knees entire laughter at these entries and i'm remembering the times when self-expression was the painting on the walls and not the dragging of my sorrow thru these elementary halls that shine the darkest now w/o a hand to keep them calm and awake...
it's not a fever just a thought tomorrow only spending dimes to keep the poetry reciting and the colors in the lines please try to hold me here beside you while the funeral goes on and tell me what the guests are wearing and all the saddest songs are squeezing hands beside each other and i wander thru the summer w/a yearing for the autumn to keep me cooler than i'm used to and sadder than i wanted...
but someday you'll be beside me and the darkness goes away to spend my life breathing your laughter leaving sweaters left to fray and life begins again that moment when i have my everything for nothing matters anymore and i'll be happy...i'll be happy....
i wore the smile on my sleeve for the whole world to overlook and burned twelve cigarettes back to front until the tears had stained the book that rested open on my knees entire laughter at these entries and i'm remembering the times when self-expression was the painting on the walls and not the dragging of my sorrow thru these elementary halls that shine the darkest now w/o a hand to keep them calm and awake...
it's not a fever just a thought tomorrow only spending dimes to keep the poetry reciting and the colors in the lines please try to hold me here beside you while the funeral goes on and tell me what the guests are wearing and all the saddest songs are squeezing hands beside each other and i wander thru the summer w/a yearing for the autumn to keep me cooler than i'm used to and sadder than i wanted...
but someday you'll be beside me and the darkness goes away to spend my life breathing your laughter leaving sweaters left to fray and life begins again that moment when i have my everything for nothing matters anymore and i'll be happy...i'll be happy....
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jacinda:
anniesegall:
Oh well, it was only one game right? We were not expected to win, that game or the next. It still sucks. I am such a sore loser, and a horrible winner too. But I really get upset when they don't win.
Oh well, it was only one game right? We were not expected to win, that game or the next. It still sucks. I am such a sore loser, and a horrible winner too. But I really get upset when they don't win.