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sometimes
i'd like to get
drunk; to be at that
point where you're completely
wasted yet
still able to form sentences,
and maybe see if
i can write better.
after all,
all the good writers
are alcoholics anyway.
and i want to be like that.
sometimes.
-
sometimes
i want to
get high just to see
if it's really
everything
everyone's
told me it was; if
you feel like
you're flying through
clouds of pleasant
glittering
nothingness.
i guess that's what we
called love in the
beginning.
and i still live by
those rules.
sometimes.
-
sometimes
i like to pretend
i'm completely
out of my
mind just to
see people react
and to see
the pity i always acted like i
wanted; and maybe i'll
understand why
everyone says
they understand
what goes on
inside my head.
i'm not really as
drugged as you think
just medicated.
and i still feel like
i'm in love with those
old friends.
sometimes.
i'd like to get
drunk; to be at that
point where you're completely
wasted yet
still able to form sentences,
and maybe see if
i can write better.
after all,
all the good writers
are alcoholics anyway.
and i want to be like that.
sometimes.
-
sometimes
i want to
get high just to see
if it's really
everything
everyone's
told me it was; if
you feel like
you're flying through
clouds of pleasant
glittering
nothingness.
i guess that's what we
called love in the
beginning.
and i still live by
those rules.
sometimes.
-
sometimes
i like to pretend
i'm completely
out of my
mind just to
see people react
and to see
the pity i always acted like i
wanted; and maybe i'll
understand why
everyone says
they understand
what goes on
inside my head.
i'm not really as
drugged as you think
just medicated.
and i still feel like
i'm in love with those
old friends.
sometimes.
Literature
Nothing
I am nothing
Whisper on the wind
Echo of the past
Cry of the present
Scream of the future
I won't be heard.
Literature
twister
since loving him,
I'm like a leaf
trailing a tornado
holding my breath
at every erratic shift,
pulled irresistibly on,
at any moment
he could turn
and destroy me
yet still
I can do nothing
but follow
Literature
While She is Sleeping
While She is Sleeping
She is sleeping,
And she can't see me
But she still knows,
That I am there
She's such an angel,
She leaves me weeping
Tears of joy fall,
Down my face unawares...
I just want to hold her,
I want to kiss her,
I never want for,
These days to end
So while she is sleeping,
I will hold her,
Until the time,
That she wakes again
She wraps her tiny hand,
Around my finger
And I just wish to myself,
That these days will linger
And as I brush through her hair,
She gives a little smile
I belong to her, so completely
And I will through the end of time...
I just want to hold her,
I want to kiss her,
I never w
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I love the simplicity of this. And I like the format, there's something catchy about it...