| Her touch. |


Her TouchHere come the reinsHer Touch
Water coalesces
And beads atop her carriage Like thoughts of her in my head
I have known light and dark The shadows like flame eating away at dry tinder The light like lasers cutting through my soul
But I have never known a sunrise to match her smile Or a moon lit night (shinning off of pregnant clouds) to match her flesh
Bars of gold are a poor substitute to her touch


My Soul Has Returned To MeI've only been waiting 35 years for her love & now it's hereMy Soul Has Returned To Me
The psychedelic floor no longer makes my mind swim We are old friends of 7 years
It is her voice and her words now That jumble my thoughts
It's getting too bright to write more above this river I remember it being said that it's the Journey that matters
I'll follow her soul through all the ages of mortality and all the ages of the light


My AngelAnd I've always thought of her as an Angel Sent down to this world From the foam in His mind Although Why God would part with such beauty I don't know The lights turn towards me My heart stops for a second Then is reborn and enlightened And I'm compelled to pull over and write this down I'll pull into a church She'd like thatMy Angel


The Fires of 2003Do you remember the fires of 2003? The flame haired girlThe Fires of 2003
Betrayed me As I watched two souls Friends of mine Join Forces How many moons shone that night? I wasn't able to pull The Moon down that night And place it on a silver necklace for her I should stop now But it doesn't sound right Me and that machine that brings down artificial legs Are at odds Will she remember to forget him if I place it around her neck? Almost done I love you Kelly I never stopped loving you
There Now I'm done


Stanzas para Sir SabbhatStanzas para Sir SabbhatStanzas para Sir Sabbhat
Ya sabes tierno corazón lo que muchos temen; soy pues un pervertido sin remedio, con un estigma errante oscuro y poeta he de ser siempre.
Aquel que encuentra aún belleza en cosas para otros, retorcidas, perdición y abismo son para mí; proezas bellas las arañas carcomidas.
Encuentro agradable compañía en cenizas de funestas calaveras, en la oscuridad que mi alma grita, ¡En mi obsesión terrible por quimeras!
hryuiyi
i'm nacked
We're Back
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Remember, remember the fifth of November
V for Vendetta
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haha you fav'd that 'sucker for pussy' like I did
but the artist deleted it : (
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He came like the wind
Like the wind touched everything
Then
Like the wind
Was gone
Apparently written by R.J. to describe Rand, but in the end, really, just described himself.
leaving some love on your page
lolol
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He came like the wind
Like the wind touched everything
Then
Like the wind
Was gone
Apparently written by R.J. to describe Rand, but in the end, really, just described himself.
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He came like the wind
Like the wind touched everything
Then
Like the wind
Was gone
Apparently written by R.J. to describe Rand, but in the end, really, just described himself.
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