Its me, just Love.He claimed he was Love He was just passing by He help up his hand and ashed his cigarette to the skyIts me, just Love.
She moaned and she screamed She cried and she broke She could barely even breath She cringed and she choked
He followed the railroad He hopped and he bounced a smile surely spread as he beautifully announced
"im sorry my dear but your just no good" with that he then spun around and put up his sweathshirt hood
He took a long drag then let out his deep breath he said at that moment "i could mistake you for
A Bullys Demisenow its a nail biter but thats hard with clenched fists i am bringing a bat to glass windows cause i am fucking pissedA Bullys Demise
old mustang no alarm i bashed his head lights in poured gas on leather interior with nothing but a grin
then took out my cell phone dialed his digits, woke him up said come out to your drive way i've finally had enough
i saw him stumble in the darkness he looked so confused then he saw that i was standing there and he didn't know what to do
he said what the fuck do you want i said bitch your
A New AttractionattractionA New Attraction
hug,kiss,tell muscles tense heart,sink,fell
my hand starts tapping upon my chair my heart starts beating i see you there
slowly i rise and you notice my face are eyes connect ive lost my place
we exchange greetings and i find your hands i hold them so tight as tight as i can
my arms around your body holding on so tight, tight, tight as long as your here every things alright
then my lips begin to press
against your cheek your drop dead gorgeous m
hands and lipsa demonstration of lies and kiss a whirlwind of handshands and lips
and lips you let me fall where i caught you i spoke of love and you did to but when we were pushed up against the wall with blades placed upon our throats you decided that you didn't care because you loved yourself most so you surrendered me to those of which
came to kill so i see now that i wasn't even a friend all i was, was a passing trend
Little ThingsHoles in jeans gum on shoes cold coffee burnt toast flat camera batteries broken fingernails -Little Things
All these things remind me of you, and the way you make me
FORGET
about them, with just one look touch smile &nb
Vozfingers twist, and inVoz
providence,
lend the ear a
feverish kiss;
the beat and sound of
melting breath, steering eyes to aching lids,
you.
Into Twilight
