

When I Crymy eyes are misted over by thoughts like windows by rain. (i hide myself in me with an embrace) trying to stop the flowing of the corrosive pain.When I Cry
this claustrophobia makes me feel safe and warm inside this little box i know no one will do me harm i feel my screams but all i can hear is a muffled moaning among these walls my skin goes hot and hot until it's burning
and then, i collect all the ashes and blow them away. (i open my arms and release myself) after that, pain is gone and i inhale a new day.


scattered glasstoday I understand and I can explain to you that our love was fragile and transparentscattered glass
so your farewell is just a broken glass in the middle of the night.
too noisy to allow my sleep too sudden to understand
so your words are just the cracked echo of the glass scattering on the floor.
too painful to bear too heavy to hold
so you are just a stifling memory of a great wall made of glass that is broken now.
tomorrow I will need you to explain to me that our love is gone.


Rainbow in the darknessmorbid dreams while the moon sleeps behind monochrome photographs of aRainbow in the darkness
morgue.
then a sudden rainbow.
can i love you forever?


The hands of a childchildren are playing in the garden and you stare at their hands. they are so small, however always full of dreams. remember the times when happiness was between our fingers and they were so small.The hands of a child
now, you try to hide the world in your body but when you play in the garden your hands are empty.
Gostei da tua poesia, mt aberta.
Good things.
Apenas passei para deixar um grande "OLÁ!" aos meus vizinhos ("Nearby Deviants").
Take care...
Ben
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Breaking the Magic
Eu pensei que era a unica pessoa que conhecia os Cranes.
Foste ver os Múm na quinta-feira?
11 meses
amo-te muito raquel *
um beijo cheio de amor do tonto que te adora muito.
>8s.
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it's time to bring this fire down.
bridle all this indiscretion
long enough to edify and permanently fill this hollow.
feed me, fill me up again.
temporarily pacify this hungering.
oh check out my gallery [link]
7 meses.
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"Computer games don't affect kids; I mean if Pac-Man affected us as kids, we'd all be running around in darkened rooms, munching magic pills and listening to repetitive electronic music." - Kristian Wilson, Nintendo VP, 1989
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e já agora, este também!
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"Computer games don't affect kids; I mean if Pac-Man affected us as kids, we'd all be running around in darkened rooms, munching magic pills and listening to repetitive electronic music." - Kristian Wilson, Nintendo VP, 1989
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