hopeful and hopeless
romance and high times
low ends
blur the functions
shut off robot
alarm, red alert
we're synthesized
lovers

dancing, shining
rain, singing, hearts together
pictures in the rain showers
life is a trip, take my hand and
open your heart
soak yourself in sappy
let yourself be happy

:)

you remind me gently
of something once lost
echoes of beauty
following for eternity
shadows of the meanings of our lives

open hand, fingers quivering
car seat, techno beat
your eyes, melting
annihilating-
the world suddenly nothing
beyond the windows,
creating our own moisture
upon their surfaces
as the rain touches
the windshield gently.
so distanced from myself
but i've never been so sure
of who I am
this moment so beautiful
we will never let it go

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i wrote you a song but its still on my desk. it tells me it feels unused and unloved. i said i was sorry but it couldn't forgive, and i know that a piece of paper can't talk when i'm sober. and still i cant keep my focus away from the chaos created by my own self pity, and your bitterness. i walked outside to litter my lungs with nicotine, and the ( Read more... )

fingers touch the keys, attempting to input a poetic display yet convey the sadness beneath the face paint. but the words that my brain contrives become empty as they appear on the lifeless computer screen. i just want things to remorph into what they once were. if i was a supergenius with a head bigger than the norm, i would make a time machine ( Read more... )

She's got her attitude problem
and sexy grin
part whore part angel
only draws me in

(chorus)
she's got that kinda mystery
irresistable and hypnotizing
she's a prancing contradiction
my starlet rising

she's got her knee-high boots
and her cigarette
i wanna meet her again
but we've already met

(chorus again)

Beaten fairly by cruel rest
I see defeat before the best
minutes past a graceful moment
it lingers, fades, and haunts

Legs crossed in hopeful rejection
Clawing thoughts in the wake of near perfection
guess I"ll just align my spine correctly
and hope the broken stinger kills the bee

and I know for sure i'm better than this...