Starlet. I still remember driving. our lights disturbed the high way,. exchanging looks and dancing off the road.. Rose petals. strewn about like broken glass.
Sarah stood upon the bridge. On the railing, near the edge. The only thing that brought her in. Was a book that she had read. The novel's name was long since lost.
Children in bloom cooking in the sun. waiting for a room of our own. leave my sister alone. she don't deserve this. she is a flower and I am a flower and.
We were burning leaded gasoline. Rather fight than switch. Found a stack of dirty magazines. Hidden in the ditch. . Making fun of nearly everything. That lined up in our sights.
Doctor, doctor, where's the doctor. Wringing wet the woman hollers. Bandage wrapped around her hand. Collapses as they run to help her. Help her up and offer water.
The process of revolution has already littered. The streets of Leningrad. The indivisible masses have been victimized. By the pages of their own history.
No more, hesitation.. No no, the things that I've. done wrong you want to know. but do you want to know?. theres one one wrong desire. leaves one more bullet.
So this is it, the feeling that I've missed. A subtle kind of pain that keeps me from sleep. I try to explain how you touch drives me insane. And I can't spend a night without wishing I was with you.
Time marches on so I've heard and I won't contest it. Still I would like to believe that I've got a bit more time. I could tell this to you but I wouldn't try it.
Wasting your days away Sleepless brown eyes Dark and. lifeless, blood shot Everything seems gray We. havent spoke since June Summer set us far apart And.
When I'm away. When I'm away. I swear under heaven. It's always eleven : eleven. And why it works I haven't a clue. Because I take so much of you. And piss it away.
can foolhardy love affairs,. be more than just wet thighs?. be that all that you've giving me. i don't recognize. the strength of your beauty's been. somewhere seeking solitude.
Simply slide in my sheets. and simply fall asleep. should she shatter my heart. ans scatter these parts. among the shaded streets. . in a shallow attempt.
Dont bite your lip to hold back your smile. Just think of this. As bending the rules. Youre walking a thin line. Between me and whats right. This thread seems worn and frayed.
Its a doll completely made of socks. Its a cover for a tissue box. Its a clothespin duck and a Fun Fur cat. And a crazy yarn and beer can hat. . Earth to Grandma.