goodbye
Goulet
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poetry burned
like an icicle
pills and drugs
heated up
fevered fingers
wet dreams
he's dead
it all ate him up
like an icicle
pills and drugs
heated up
fevered fingers
wet dreams
he's dead
it all ate him up
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yes yes
and all that
eh eh
hemm hoom
eh eh
what, eh
letsgotothecircus
no
the bar
already there, i've been waiting for you
you really are a heartbreaker, aren't you
the heartbroken are rarely the breakers of hearts...unless it is their own...they know to well the ache and the longing...the lightening and the euphoria....the stab and the nothingness when love has gone.
they'd break their own heart a million times over before they'd teach that ache to another heart
and again i say,
you really are a heartbreaker, aren't you
no one ever does,
but i think i have been too and its the one thing i never want to do
or maybe its the one thing i really want to do
i can't really decide
break your own heart or someone else's?
i think a little of both
but then again i break my own heart every day
i can't keep a promise to myself to save my life
maybe you're just making the wrong promises to yourself. or maybe you don't believe in the promises you're making.
that's the most confusing and beautiful thing i've ever hear
"The Goal of Life
Don't die before you die."
thats the promise i'm making to myself
no don't make that promise because when you die that's when you die even if you thought you were suppoesd to die at a later date see its all circular and i love circular things because they drive me more insane then i already am
just promise that you'll hold someone close infront of a crackling fire on a cold-cold night before you die because that's a promise that you can keep
or something like that
and here again the inter connectedness....circles and circles and circles which are like an embrace which would mean we were folded in arms and warm and safe as one grey fox and one independent red fox nestled together in a den
promises are sacred things like a friendship and that means far too much to promise something that i know i'll never keep. its not from willfullness, and not for lack or wishing it to be so.
sweetness, if you only knew how truly i tried to keep a promise such as the one you're asking. and i believed in that promise and believed it was real until i found out it wasn't no matter how much i'd meant it to be. you see thats a flawed promise that depends on two and as sure as i thought i could be on that account - it was only a dream.
so ask me to promise and for you i will - only ask that i promise you something that i can make true.
"....and here again the inter connectedness....circles and circles and circles which are like an embrace which would mean we were folded in arms and warm and safe as one grey fox and one independent red fox nestled together in a den
promises are sacred things like a friendship and that means far too much to promise something that i know i'll never keep. its not from willfullness, and not for lack or wishing it to be so."
geez. you two are like a twin star or something.
i hope you both have sex on a regular basis.
(((((((((((((gouletandcoleenandgouletandcoleenand)))))))))))))))))
here we go round in circles
gonna fly high like a bird up in the sky
gou and col sittin in a tree
kissin with words I N G.
i don't want to watch if that is what you are thinkin.