Biography
JoyI just finished a pretty nice biography...
It's a little long...
But I'm very proud...
I know you may not feel like it...
But please take the time to read it...
It is non-fiction and very touching...
Thank you vary much!
-S
One night stands..."Wait, wait, yea, there it goes." "Ahhhhh....." I reach over to my pack of menthols and light one up. "That was great, when can I see you again?" "Don't worry, I'll call you real soon." I light another cigarette and wait for him to pass out. It shouldn't be too long. I mean c'mon. He just had the orgasm of his life, drank a whole bottle of vodka, and played around with me for a couple hours. You would be wore out and wasted too. Finally, I hear him snoring like a rhino. Time to get to work. I creep out of his hard bed, pull up my panties and skirt, and gOne night stands...
Dusty paintingThe pink straps around you, my heart turns to dust, the cage around you, never seems enough. The cloud above you, the tears that singe your face, I need what you have, to be put in your place. You will reap the seeds you sew, upon the book you insist to close, I will turn the page, but that's because I know. The dangers you wrap around yourself, let's paint a happy picture, because we're the only ones, who hold the horrid scripture.Dusty painting
Roses are red Violets are blueOur blood is red... our veins are blue... My words are said... yours are too.... The knife is black... the pills are green... I must quickly pack... before I am seen... The pain is hard... the tears are long... You broke through my guard... now I am strong... But now I must go... I love you all... so I can sew... this grave I will fall...Roses are red Violets are blue
The life unknown...Well, where to start first. I met her at a football game. Just a normal Waynesboro high school football game. Our team, Waynesboro, of course sucked. Pretty badly. I'm sure if I was on their team I would have already quit. I only recall us ever winning maybe twice. Anyways, I was just hanging around. Not doing much at all. I never go to watch the game. Just to hang out and get out of the house. Most people sit in the bleachers screaming for their team. I don't understand sports. Their just plain stupid. Or, most of the teens, would hang out around the track, around the football field. Gossiping, fighting, crying. Something new everytime, butThe life unknown...
It can harm youThe little boy stands there. Staring at the head of the loved and he cries. He carries the doll of the girl he knew.It can harm you
No longer there is the sweet smell of the girl.
He walks the road alone, placing the doll in the chair. He then goes to bed... Tommorrow the sadness will rise agin. And he will somehow manage another day.
No child is born evil, evil is created by humans. He knows this.... The boy forgives evan the worse. Still he goes to his mother.
Sitting there he holds the doll tightly. Closeing his eye's to hold the memories. &nb
Time-TurnerTime turner, time turner, turn yourself around. Make it all go back, make it all be sound. Time turner, time turner, turn back the clcok.Time-Turner
I wish for that moment back, I wish for all of this to stop. Time turner, time turner, won't you please slow down. Give me a chance to no longer be bound to this.
all of this. I need a chance, to fix it.
To fix it all.
And make it better again. Oh, time turner, time turner, turn yourself around.
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you want to be dressed in poetry
but imagry doesn't fit.
you want resizing,
but darling dear
get a grip.
-cuteiswhatweaimfor
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