Posted September 13, 2009 On that shoal I found a little Bowl I hunt for you with bloody feet across the hollow ground, and howl Sweating, bleeding, crying, screaming:„ Something here is foul! †Like some child possessed, the beast howls in my veins And its motherlessness bows, and flies, away, with the cranes I see the blossoms broke and wet after the rain And I'll never see them with you again. I have washed a thousand spiders down the drain Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Posted September 13, 2009 I see the blossoms broke and wet after the rain And I'll never see them with you again. I have washed a thousand spiders down the drain Out of this nonsensical act, just nothing was to gain Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Posted September 13, 2009 I see the blossoms broke and wet after the rain And I'll never see them with you again. I have washed a thousand spiders down the drain Out of this nonsensical act, just nothing was to gain Darling there's a place for us, can we go before I turn to dust Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Posted September 13, 2009 Darling there's a place for us, can we go before I turn to dust Sadly, you're the only one, the only one who deserves trust Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Posted September 13, 2009 I see the blossoms broke and wet after the rain And I'll never see them with you again. I have washed a thousand spiders down the drain Out of this nonsensical act, just nothing was to gain Darling there's a place for us, can we go before I turn to dust Sadly, you're the only one, the only one who deserves trust The rest, buried under the snow and the night-time, their bones brittle as rust Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Posted September 13, 2009 Darling there's a place for us, can we go before I turn to dust Sadly, you're the only one, the only one who deserves trust The rest, buried under the snow and the night-time, their bones brittle as rust As long as you are by my side, I don't care if life's not just Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Posted September 13, 2009 Darling there's a place for us, can we go before I turn to dust Sadly, you're the only one, the only one who deserves trust The rest, buried under the snow and the night-time, their bones brittle as rust As long as you are by my side, I don't care if life's not just In a heart full of dust, lives a creature called lust Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Posted September 13, 2009 Darling there's a place for us, can we go before I turn to dust Sadly, you're the only one, the only one who deserves trust The rest, buried under the snow and the night-time, their bones brittle as rust As long as you are by my side, I don't care if life's not just In a heart full of dust, lives a creature called lust Let me let it go, though I know it's a pointless endeavour Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Posted September 13, 2009 Darling there's a place for us, can we go before I turn to dust Sadly, you're the only one, the only one who deserves trust The rest, buried under the snow and the night-time, their bones brittle as rust As long as you are by my side, I don't care if life's not just In a heart full of dust, lives a creature called lust Let me let it go, though I know it's a pointless endeavour Frowning at the angle where they were lost, and slipped under forever Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Posted September 13, 2009 Let me let it go, though I know it's a pointless endeavour Frowning at the angle where they were lost, and slipped under forever The only thing left for me, was a tiny white feather Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Posted September 13, 2009 Let me let it go, though I know it's a pointless endeavour Frowning at the angle where they were lost, and slipped under forever The only thing left for me, was a tiny white feather And I make this claim, and I'm not ashamed to say I know you better Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Posted September 13, 2009 And I make this claim, and I'm not ashamed to say I know you better Do you also know that my family had an Irish setter? Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Posted September 13, 2009 And I make this claim, and I'm not ashamed to say I know you better Do you also know that my family had an Irish setter? Wait,Wait,Wait, Deliver the letter Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Posted September 13, 2009 And I make this claim, and I'm not ashamed to say I know you better Do you also know that my family had an Irish setter? Wait,Wait,Wait, Deliver the letter I don't think that the letter does matter, but if it DOES matter I'll jump around my room like the Mad Hatter Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Posted September 13, 2009 I hope the letter can be delivered by the end of the month. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Posted September 13, 2009 I don't think that the letter does matter, but if it DOES matter I'll jump around my room like the Mad Hatter but that would be an ecumenical matter Diageo, nothing rhymes with month, sorry. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Posted September 13, 2009 I don't think that the letter does matter, but if it DOES matter I'll jump around my room like the Mad Hatter but that would be an ecumenical matter Nonetheless, the ulcer called religion will grow fatter and fatter I hope the letter can be delivered by the end of the month. And you surely hope it's filled with “Hanf” :P Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Posted September 13, 2009 I don't think that the letter does matter, but if it DOES matter I'll jump around my room like the Mad Hatter but that would be an ecumenical matter Nonetheless, the ulcer called religion will grow fatter and fatter If it were a choice between voice or mere idle chatter, then golly it would be folly to settle for the latter Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Posted September 14, 2009 I don't think that the letter does matter, but if it DOES matter I'll jump around my room like the Mad Hatter but that would be an ecumenical matter Nonetheless, the ulcer called religion will grow fatter and fatter If it were a choice between voice or mere idle chatter, then golly it would be folly to settle for the latter So, in baseball, there's a pitcher and a batter (No wait! I fear that's just natter!) Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Posted September 14, 2009 That the meteorite is a source of the light And the meteor's just what we see Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Posted September 14, 2009 That the meteorite is a source of the light And the meteor's just what we see If you see light, don't walk to it! Just flee Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Posted September 14, 2009 That the meteorite is a source of the light And the meteor's just what we see If you see light, don't walk to it! Just flee And the meteoroid is a stone that's devoid of the fire that propelled it to thee Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Posted September 14, 2009 That the meteorite is a source of the light And the meteor's just what we see If you see light, don't walk to it! Just flee And the meteoroid is a stone that's devoid of the fire that propelled it to thee All that meteor talk doesn't make sense, S.C.G Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Posted September 14, 2009 But I hope that the meteor is a falling star, that shines brightly for me. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Posted September 14, 2009 But yes, asteroids are more interesting, oui? Share this post Link to post Share on other sites