| can you take me home |


not a plantwell he made me an offer that i just can't refusenot a plant
and you forced me into the ground and expected me to grow
but i'm not a seed, and how could i say no?
don't laugh because my easy disrespect was blooming just for you. and just so you know i've got my share of problems too.
you can water everything i say down into less-than-words but i am not a plant
well you were half-right:
like a flower, i cannot
live without the sun
but please don't shine
your pride down on me


proudi made that move upon a dare the endless stairs i tossed you down you might think that i am proudproud
your scent is still around crawling steady south with minor sound with minor sound
it's funny when it's not happening to you it's funny when the floor of sanity finally falls through
all across the web we've been shamed so many ways to shift the blame he can it ever be the same i've made a mockery of...
you might think that i am proud you might think that i am proud you might think that i am proud


shakespeare-coloured shadowsoh if i could gladly disconnect from all the things that we have done and said dead thoughts can surely never resurrect beneath a darker sky of bleeding redshakespeare-coloured shadows
your smiles are signs of our offhand finesse something to keep us safe and warm and true my heart is much too full to thus express beneath a brighter sky of painted blue
these thoughts may stay reluctant to unfold but ever more with time they'll surely stack i am the one that you can safely hold beneath a softer sky of velvet black
to think i ever snapped these careful bonds and you were too


all i needof all the things that i might give for birds and butterflies for winter and well-concealed lies for enigmas and easy goodbyesall i need
love is the universe, ever expanding and more powerful than the deadliest arsenal of
apocalypse cannons
and it tastes like danger but looks like a carnival laced with summertime and
our excessive train wreck of incessant laughter
tempered by our discontented sexual sighs
i travel at light- speed i'm adrift on adrenaline rivers, breezing through ocean-co
| painting the infinite sky an infinite shade of violet |
BACK FROM THE DEAD I SEE
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I love the following people with a hardcore fiery passion:
I would take 50 bullets for these people.
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Love, Frap-a-doodle.
I have a piece in the making
it's really simple though.
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Visit [link] my site fo two years. ^_^
If I still have it I'll post it in my scraps :]
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must find.. FOUNTAIN OF YOUTH!
it's..in the pool in lady in the water! i found it! oh no. george bush heard me cause he's tapping the internet..lines. he's digging for oil in my fountain of youth. must find another fountain. that's not an oil refinery.
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