**sigh**
I've been writing a small poem every night before bed. 'Cause that's when I get my best ideas. I got myself a little notebook to write in. I've written something every night since the 24th. whee
July 24th, 2005 I'm nothing special, I'm not a site to see-- But I'll learn to impress them So they'll be proud of me.
July 25th, 2005 You think you charm me, But you just disarm me Of my logics I'm lost in a love That will never be; Chasing after you.
July 26th, 2005 Her longing eyes Don't meet his heart Her whole wide world Is falling apart For inside her loved one A monster lay Much to her A-hidden dismay That she would have To cpoe and deal With things that Don't meet her appeal.
July 27, 2005 A-cursed eyes Be-haunt her dreams And give her strength, Or so it seems. When she awoke She had no clue About whatever happened To me or you On the night she lost Her conscience's bother She had no say-- She killed her father.
July 27th, 2005(# 2) She does not reach, She cannot feel The unbearable pain That refuses to heal. She wishes to mend His bleeding heart, When her own is the one Being ripped apart.
That last one, #2 of July 27th, is my faaavorite. 3nodding I love it and cherish. Better than my normal work.
Anyway...
My mommy got a phone-call. We think my mommy's mommy broke her leg. T.T
And it was because of my uncle's dog, Hunny. A shame, 'cause Hunny's a new dog that my uncle got after his old dog got ran over. D;
... Comments would be nice. (;
 [.Rikocette.Echoes.] · Fri Jul 29, 2005 @ 01:54am · 18 Comments |
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