how i love her
Kwyjibo
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a three high stack
could be eight
could be nine
thousands of bitter
littered sticks
rolled up in one
I see the slush as it melts down to greet me
I see the green as it fills up to the ceiling
I cannot think over the sound of your screaming
I see your eyes look through the middle of mine
looking wild like you've lost your little mind
I see your eyes explode, starting from the inside
dust on the top
could be white
could be blue
thousands of screaming
endless feuds,
but my god, how I love you
could be eight
could be nine
thousands of bitter
littered sticks
rolled up in one
I see the slush as it melts down to greet me
I see the green as it fills up to the ceiling
I cannot think over the sound of your screaming
I see your eyes look through the middle of mine
looking wild like you've lost your little mind
I see your eyes explode, starting from the inside
dust on the top
could be white
could be blue
thousands of screaming
endless feuds,
but my god, how I love you
The most remarkable thing about you standing in the doorway, is that its you, and that you're standing in the doorway.
I write down good reasons to freeze to death in my spiral ring notebook. But in the long tresses of your hair--I am a babbling brook.
I write down good reasons to freeze to death in my spiral ring notebook. But in the long tresses of your hair--I am a babbling brook.
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I write down good reasons to freeze to death in my spiral ring notebook. But in the long tresses of your hair--I am a babbling brook.
I love this part...although it makes me wonder if the lITTERED STICKS are popsicle sticks or cigarettes....i just like it.
You write pretty well when youre high.:)
A whisper and a chill
adv2005
"Why do I bother?"
The 11th Commandment.
"Whatever"
PETITION TO STOP THE BAN OF SMOKING IN BARS IN THE UNITED STATES....Anyone?