Winner!
Winner!
Chicken dinner
Glutton will make you a sinner.
Aug 11, 2013
Aug 11, 2013 at 1:18 AM UTC
Winner!
Winner!
Chicken dinner
The toilet says, "I'll make you thinner"
Aug 11, 2013
Aug 11, 2013 at 1:14 AM UTC
Set the force of beauty free
Let it loose and leave it be
In cities it must learn to hide
In pastures it is free to ride
Set it free
This beauty
It cannot exist in our city
Feb 24, 2012
Feb 24, 2012 at 11:02 PM UTC
Slash away my pain today
I’m sick of this
This empty abyss
Save me! Save me!
Yelling expectantly
Can’t you set me free?
Feb 24, 2012
Feb 24, 2012 at 11:02 PM UTC
Poor Mr.WitherStone
All old
Hobbling every step
Gray, matted down hair
Liver spotted skin
But he must have had
A happy life
Because
WitherStone has wrinkled skin
Round lines that mark his smile
And large crows feet at
at the corner of his eyes
The skin on his hands seems
To fold and slide
it is stretched out
Because
He could always someone elses
Hand
And his legs seem to be over lapping
Skin that just hangs
But because
People gave him their seats
So he wouldn't have to stand
But his neck and chin
Seem to have a hanging flap
And it was because
Poor Mr.WitherStone
Always looked
High
On every Bright
Sunny Day
Feb 24, 2012
Feb 24, 2012 at 11:00 PM UTC
Poor Mr.WitherStone
All old
Hobbling every step
Gray, matted down hair
Liver spotted skin
But he must have had
A happy life
Because
WitherStone has wrinkled skin
Round lines that mark his smile
And large crows feet at
at the corner of his eyes
The skin on his hands seems
To fold and slide
it is stretched out
Because
He could always someone elses
Hand
And his legs seem to be over lapping
Skin that just hangs
But because
People gave him their seats
So he wouldn't have to stand
But his neck and chin
Seem to have a hanging flap
And it was because
Poor Mr.WitherStone
Always looked
High
On every Bright
Sunny Day
Feb 24, 2012
Feb 24, 2012 at 11:00 PM UTC
I wanted to see your body’s
Curling limbs,
And a tangled body.
I wanted to feel your soft skin,
The warmth.
How you tingled when we made contact.
I wanted to feel your heart beating
Under my hand,
I know your life was stronger.
I wanted to twirl your hair,
Which frizzed in the morning,
The hair that was covering my face that night.
I used to want you,
Yearning so badly,
Feeling it pulsing threw me and making my mind throb.
And you moved first.
I saw you watching me,
I felt you rubbing up my arm.
I watched as you moved up to my chest,
I sensed you kissing my ear.
I've giving in
On what you wanted,
Before I could give in for myself.
Feb 24, 2012
Feb 24, 2012 at 10:59 PM UTC
Don't give away the key to your heart
because you know he'll take it,
and break it.
He'll use it,
and abuse it,
he'll love and caress it,
and then he'll compress it.
He'll trick it,
and kick it,
and beat it,
and eat it.
He'll **** you
just for it.
So don't let him touch it
and please let me keep it.
Feb 24, 2012
Feb 24, 2012 at 10:54 PM UTC
I'm not ready to let go of you yet
I don't know what is holding me
or what I am holding on to
but i have the strangest feeling that if I let you go I'll be my Self again
and my Self is my enemy it seems
Feb 24, 2012
Feb 24, 2012 at 10:51 PM UTC
So he's the druggie,
You're the depressed one,
And I'm the one with issues.
He pierced himself,
You dyed your hair,
And I ripped off my doors.
He laughs as he's yelled at,
You stand strong to criticism,
And I encourage belittling me.
So explain to me,
With all these things so close,
Why we all dislike each other?
Feb 24, 2012
Feb 24, 2012 at 10:46 PM UTC