poetry

deadnotedeadnote Posts: 1,678
edited December 2007 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
i want to massage you love
i want to tell you
how beautiful you are to me
i want to hold you
in my arms
and dream of record stores
with all thats hiding
from our lives
i want to massage you so much
set your laughter free

dreamer in my dream

we got the guns

i love you,but im..............callin out.........callin out
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  • deadnotedeadnote Posts: 1,678
    what night was it
    o what night held the glory
    so splendid i found
    a gracious hand
    a lesson told
    or absorbed

    what night was it
    o what night held the glory
    so superior i found
    a gracious hand
    a lesson told
    or absorbed

    here comes the proposal
    3 2 1 ........dead
    set your laughter free

    dreamer in my dream

    we got the guns

    i love you,but im..............callin out.........callin out
  • deadnotedeadnote Posts: 1,678
    eternity with you
    eternity with me
    loving you
    how do i do
    will you show me the way
    or is it just another
    toll to pay
    cause i found you so great
    lost in a few minutes
    never fading away
    set your laughter free

    dreamer in my dream

    we got the guns

    i love you,but im..............callin out.........callin out
  • deadnote wrote:
    here comes the proposal
    3 2 1 ........dead

    Haha dude that was pretty funny :D
    'We're learning songs for baby Jesus' birthday. His mum and dad were Merry and Joseph. He had a bed made of clay and the three kings bought him Gold, Frankenstein and Merv as presents.'

    - the great Sir Leo Harrison
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