Hopeless Host - Finch
I feel the pain
Carotid arteries exposed to cold skin
Feeding me
Diastolic curdled oxygen
I look suspicious when I look
In the mirror
Swallow placebo and the
Mountain gets steeper
Somtach won't digest demons
One wound for every reason why
Pills are contagious
Prayers for ageless sight
Monsters religion
Bleed me through to midnight
Peeking red
Another episode of playing pretend
Medicine
Cut the feed for one moment
Release endorphines and then it's over
Hands of the shadows grope dirty diseases
Somebody tell me why I should believe this
One more unknown condition
One wound for every reason why
Pills are contagious
Prayers for ageless sight
Monsters religion
Bleed me through to midnight
Try as I may inside this creature's still alive
Focus on the fire burning
Virus in me
Hopeless host hooked to a wire
Keeping me
Focused on the fire burning
Viruse that is me... a hopeless host
Sickness is crumbling me, born into
Disease stomach
Won't digest demons mother please
I beg. Just finish the stitch
Sew me up to live
Grand Theft Autumn (Where Is Your Boy)- Fall Out Boy
When I wake up,
I'm willing to take chances
On hope that you hate him more than you notice
I wrote this for you
You need him....
I could be him
I could be an accident, but I'm still trying
That's more than I can say for him
Where is your boy tonight?
I hope that he is a gentlemen
Maybe he won't find out what I know:
You were the last good thing about this part of town
Someday I'll appreciate in value,
Get off my ass and call you...
But in the meantime
I'll sport my new fashion
Of waking up with my clothes on at four in the afternoon
You need him...
I could be him
I could be an accident, but I'm still trying
That's more than I can say for him
Where is your boy tonight?
I hope that he is a gentlemen
Maybe he won't find out:
You were the last good thing about this town
(won't find out) he won't find out
(won't find out) he won't find out
Where is your boy tonight?
I hope that he is a gentleman
Maybe he won't find out what I know:
You were the last good thing about this town
Where is your boy tonight?
I hope that he is a gentleman
Maybe he won't find out what I know:
You were the last good thing about this town
I feel the pain
Carotid arteries exposed to cold skin
Feeding me
Diastolic curdled oxygen
I look suspicious when I look
In the mirror
Swallow placebo and the
Mountain gets steeper
Somtach won't digest demons
One wound for every reason why
Pills are contagious
Prayers for ageless sight
Monsters religion
Bleed me through to midnight
Peeking red
Another episode of playing pretend
Medicine
Cut the feed for one moment
Release endorphines and then it's over
Hands of the shadows grope dirty diseases
Somebody tell me why I should believe this
One more unknown condition
One wound for every reason why
Pills are contagious
Prayers for ageless sight
Monsters religion
Bleed me through to midnight
Try as I may inside this creature's still alive
Focus on the fire burning
Virus in me
Hopeless host hooked to a wire
Keeping me
Focused on the fire burning
Viruse that is me... a hopeless host
Sickness is crumbling me, born into
Disease stomach
Won't digest demons mother please
I beg. Just finish the stitch
Sew me up to live
Grand Theft Autumn (Where Is Your Boy)- Fall Out Boy
When I wake up,
I'm willing to take chances
On hope that you hate him more than you notice
I wrote this for you
You need him....
I could be him
I could be an accident, but I'm still trying
That's more than I can say for him
Where is your boy tonight?
I hope that he is a gentlemen
Maybe he won't find out what I know:
You were the last good thing about this part of town
Someday I'll appreciate in value,
Get off my ass and call you...
But in the meantime
I'll sport my new fashion
Of waking up with my clothes on at four in the afternoon
You need him...
I could be him
I could be an accident, but I'm still trying
That's more than I can say for him
Where is your boy tonight?
I hope that he is a gentlemen
Maybe he won't find out:
You were the last good thing about this town
(won't find out) he won't find out
(won't find out) he won't find out
Where is your boy tonight?
I hope that he is a gentleman
Maybe he won't find out what I know:
You were the last good thing about this town
Where is your boy tonight?
I hope that he is a gentleman
Maybe he won't find out what I know:
You were the last good thing about this town
- Last seen on Sep 13 2:20 PM 2006. Member since May 8, 2005.
- I'm a carnelian hope poet for 121 comments.
- My mood is , and quote is "accept your flaws for what they are, beauty marks".
- When I'm not writing, I'm a student.
- I have 121 comments, 20 poems, 3 stories
My Poetry
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Up and down her arms you can see
The slender lines of past mistakes -
Haunting memories from my past
Makes me wish that I didn't last
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The scars not only leave intricate designs upon my arms, but upon my soul. Leaving their mark like a reoccurring bad dream that taunts us. Each scar having a meanin254 lines, 3 comments, May 21, 2005. In <200 lines, Depression
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I've beome an empty void and I feel dark inside, cold. I feel as if I can't be helped, too forgone in my pain to be able to be recoverd by anybody. I've becom184 lines, May 9, 2005. In <200 lines, Depression
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Just say it, you know. We all know. Stop your games. Stop you lies. Stop the teasing, stop the pain. You have the control, say the word and it's over for m239 lines, May 9, 2005. In <200 lines, Depression
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Sarah957 on July 15, 2005Oh cool! Another Steven King fan! The Eye of the Dragon is a little known one, but I've read it! I don't remember too much about it though. Maybe I should read it again!
Sarah
