Empty Calm

Don't Get Blood On My Prada Shoes

cringing at the sight, flawless face dragged. i giggled, kissing my fingers... type C and saliva bubbling. kissing my fingers.... find an easier way dying, before you get murdered....

Document. Grace Budd

[audio clip]. i took her to an empty house in westchester i had already picked up.. when we got there i told her to wait outside, pick wild flowers.. i went upstairs and stripped all of my clothes off..

Clarissa Explains Cuntainment

The horror they leave in three's they always do I'm holding hands with the. devil while you make your deal with jesus so let me milk your prostate with.

Vas-y Molo Molo

INTRO :. Are you ready now ?. Put your hands in the air,. Vas-y molo molo molo molo molo molo .. . *CHORUS:. Dance yo khdijo je dis chop molai bah cholor.

Civeta Dei.

pick up this doll, and watch the girl dream. cups spill, what holds, what holds, what holds tomorrow.. clenching the fist, raising the brow.... as glass enters the vein..

Catagory

Certain lines were formed together to form specific shapes.. Couldn't help overhearing from where I was eavesdropping. that you're tampering with the family circle.

You

A certain scent in the summertime. Of yesteryear, that would remind. . Daydream on a rainy day. Favorite tune the DJ played. Sunbeam through a window pane.

Whenever

Girl, you can't imagine the way I feel today. I feel like a miracle has finally come my way. And I've waited oh, so long to find a girl like you. And now that you're in my life.

Blue Dress

dragged to the burial where witches flew overhead. roses drip black, and children weap in awe at their mother's side. and tissues break... shows your ample wit....

What You Want

What you want. A million marbles and an ice cream car. What you want. A melted nova wouldn't get you far. What you want. A million acres for a rockinghorse.

Bambi The Hooker & A Case Of Beer

from these bloody hills.... comes unmixed oil and water.... concentrated by abstract particles.... distilled through cross pollenation..

What U Leave Behind

The bookends of this lifetime. are nothing compared to the glory that awaits us. You'll then be alive. Must be prepared to give up one dream for another.

Voices Of The Future

oooo oo oooo oo oooo..... The voices of the future. are the voices of the past. the voices that were saying. that it would never last. they say that it was evil.

Unconditionaly

Until Eternity. Unconditionaly.... . Here alone up in my room. Wishin I could be alone with you. You were my lover and my friend. Why did it have to end.

War Paint

My people - it's like a motion picture. Ya push it and push it. You're pushed into believing. . My people - were pushed into extinction. Push over move over.

An Excercise In Self Portraiture: Go Shoot Yourself

Upsidedownside

Getupsitdowngetupgetupsitdownsit. Upgetdownsitupsitupgetdownshut. Upspeakupshutupshutupspeakupwhats. Upyoulookconfusedconsfusedabusedand. Bruised you look to as if you.

Unconditionally

(Aqui Esta mi corazon). Until Eternity, unconditionally. Here, alone up in my room. Wishin' I could be alone with you. You were my lover and my friend.

An Aptly Fictional Description