of all the people
that cross my mind
when it came to you
my brain was blind

i write of pain
of hate and regret
but how about about
the first time we met

rain down windows
mascara down face
but next to you
i think I found my place

clouds didn't pass
the rain wouldn't leave
but the thought of you
i could do anything but grieve

and so i haven't wrote
about you yet
and of all the times
i hope never to forget

Someone say
Filth, ****, dirt,
Just ask me
I'll take off my shirt.

heat
radiating from your body
its all you know
it was once all you wanted

Flames
burning me from the inside out
but not the kind you can make
a mere fraction of what you know you can do

warmth
something oh-so-close to comfort
but the burning is all you've ever known
you gave me all you could

ash
in both my eyes and hair
chapped lips which call desperately for yours
the fire which surrounds us is nothing compared the burning

scarred
i don't mind
really
now we can match

cold
when i saw you
anger rippling in the flames you create
there is more to you than this

fire
the first time you saw me again
the first time you let me hold you
the first time you felt heat
the first fire

my dad
a lovely man
at the ripe age of 25
went missing

i waited at the window of my shack
the conspiracy shack
for him to return

i saw him a year later
i think he's dead

he's not dead
the opposite in fact
now i wish he was

DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE GET OUT OF MY EAR4

Wandering
Waiting
I sat on the beach on a winters day
Frost froze the sand which one flowed with the sea
Now compact in isciles - tears from the esky
That accompany my soul, my sadness
The break up that broke my heart
Shattered it into a million pieces
I sit on the beach today,
watching the waves, the foam rush in and out
holding into these last fatal memories
before they are washed away with the sea
that will drag them to the oceans bottom
when finally I can be free from my lover
the lover that is now nothing but a distant memory
that lies at the bottom the ocean . . .

'hello yiss'
his voice echoed through the four walls of oncie's cell
he'd been there for 4 years

gru's long nose
his non exsistent chin
his lack of neck
his long lmbs

'want to go to ze moon with me?'
yiss
yiss i do

When the skies and the grounds were one, the legends,
through their twelve forces,
nurtured the tree of life.
An eye of red force created the evil
which coveted the heart of tree of life,
and the heart slowly grew dry.
To tend and embrace the heart of tree of life,
the legends hereby divide the tree in half and hide each side.
Hence, time is over-turned and space turns askew.

The twelve forces divide into two
and create two suns that look alike
into two worlds that seem alike.
The legends travel apart.
The legends shall now see the same sky
but shall stand on different grounds,
shall stand on the same ground
but shall see different skies.

The day the grounds be kept a single file
before one sky in two worlds that seem alike,
the legends will greet each other.
The day the red force is purified,
the twelve forces will reunite into one perfect root,
a new world shall open up.

raggid sharp points
cutting skin and flesh
graising what you once held
soft nimble fingers, which now tightly grip my neck
life leaving my eyes as i see the passion burn in yours
heart racing
your silohette leaving distant memorys of which i wont live to remember
your hands look so much bigger in fists
but i guess it just goes to show
everything is bigger in texas

No one understands her
                                           she is young

She is cloud and free
                                    greets all with a smile
saying ,"Kisses my friend"

She lays naked in thought
                                             with hands so cold
that cut like knives

Fangs in vein
                       as she ***** the breath
out of your world
                               with oleander kisses