"You can't write poetry on the computer." ~ Quentin Tarantino
"Motivation is a fire, inspiration is a slippery bitch" PuRfekly-Phlaw3d
It made me lowl : D
Lyrics:
Love of mine some day you will die
But I'll be close behind
I'll follow you into the dark
No blinding light or tunnels to gates of white
Just our hands clasped so tight
Waiting for the hint of a spark
If Heaven and Hell decide
That they both are satisfied
Illuminate the NOs on their vacancy signs
If there's no one beside you
When your soul embarks
Then I'll follow you into the dark
In Catholic school as vicious as Roman rule
I got my knuckles bruised by a lady in black
And I held my tongue as she told me
"Son fear is the heart of love"
So I never went back
If Heaven and Hell decide
That they both are satisfied
Illuminate the NOs on their vacancy signs
If there's no one beside you
When your soul embarks
Then I'll follow you into the dark
You and me have seen everything to see
From Bangkok to Calgary
And the soles of your shoes are all worn down
The time for sleep is now
It's nothing to cry about
'cause we'll hold each other soon
In the blackest of rooms
If Heaven and Hell decide
That they both are satisfied
Illuminate the No's on their vacancy signs
If there's no one beside you
When your soul embarks
Then I'll follow you into the dark
Then I'll follow you into the dark
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=970iNZADTNc
By Oldschoolhero
I hope he doesn't mind me putting this on here. Its amazing.
Rose: "...Now you know there was a man named Jack Dawson and that he saved me... in every way that a person can be saved. I don't even have a picture of him. He exists now... only in my memory. "
"Motivation is a fire, inspiration is a slippery bitch" PuRfekly-Phlaw3d
It made me lowl : D
Lyrics:
Love of mine some day you will die
But I'll be close behind
I'll follow you into the dark
No blinding light or tunnels to gates of white
Just our hands clasped so tight
Waiting for the hint of a spark
If Heaven and Hell decide
That they both are satisfied
Illuminate the NOs on their vacancy signs
If there's no one beside you
When your soul embarks
Then I'll follow you into the dark
In Catholic school as vicious as Roman rule
I got my knuckles bruised by a lady in black
And I held my tongue as she told me
"Son fear is the heart of love"
So I never went back
If Heaven and Hell decide
That they both are satisfied
Illuminate the NOs on their vacancy signs
If there's no one beside you
When your soul embarks
Then I'll follow you into the dark
You and me have seen everything to see
From Bangkok to Calgary
And the soles of your shoes are all worn down
The time for sleep is now
It's nothing to cry about
'cause we'll hold each other soon
In the blackest of rooms
If Heaven and Hell decide
That they both are satisfied
Illuminate the No's on their vacancy signs
If there's no one beside you
When your soul embarks
Then I'll follow you into the dark
Then I'll follow you into the dark
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=970iNZADTNc
By Oldschoolhero
I hope he doesn't mind me putting this on here. Its amazing.
Rose: "...Now you know there was a man named Jack Dawson and that he saved me... in every way that a person can be saved. I don't even have a picture of him. He exists now... only in my memory. "
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- I am a 13 year old girl from California (United States)
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My Poetry
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An empty shell of a man
Who strove for more than he could hold -
Silicone trip
Rust and salt never tasted so good -
we are devolved mammals
speaking with our mouths rather then our brains -
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My Stories
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Pain wasn't an addiction. It wasn't a plea. Pain was in a way, to grasp reality when nothing else was. In pain, i wasn't alone, simply because, everyone felt it. I was on a battlefield in a white picket fence dream, and i was losing to my emotions as my family quietly fell into a disarray that we would never recoverNovember 10, In Bitter, Contemplative, Depression, My own personal thoughts, Real time, Sad, Thoughts. 200 words. → Make first comment?
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OKay! My mom told my teachers i had poetry online and now i have to turn in a few poems so they can be published. I REALLY need help picking poems to submit. So, could you help me pwease by reading my poems no need to comment and pick your absolute favorites and message me the ones you like? If you could that would b
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