9 years ago
Tuesday, May 5, 2009
OscarTown - Day 1
Well, oscar has officailly joined the throng. He's a part of the sethsterbi tribe. He's not too keen on it though, which is unfortunate, becasue he's not going home anytime soon.
Thursday, April 30, 2009
They had left.
She felt a little lost without them.
But no matter, they were gone.
She lit another cigerette
And quietly got headrush.
They wouldnt be back for a while.
She walked to the end of the road.
Everything was wet.
Her feet were cold
Even encased in he silly fluffy slippers.
She could feel the streets stones
Through the hole in her left shoe
She'd worn it down from climbing through her window.
But that was then.
Now she could walk without worry.
And so she walked.
Towards her new home.
She took another puff of her forgotten ciggerette
and flicked it away.
Gone already.
For some reason she stopped at the gate.
That sign, for sale. For sale.
It would be gone soon
But not for now.
She entered the house and sat down.
Bored and lonely.
Mssing the cat winding around her feet.
Soon. Soon she vowed.
She sat on her damp blanket,
And typed this up.
She felt a little lost without them.
But no matter, they were gone.
She lit another cigerette
And quietly got headrush.
They wouldnt be back for a while.
She walked to the end of the road.
Everything was wet.
Her feet were cold
Even encased in he silly fluffy slippers.
She could feel the streets stones
Through the hole in her left shoe
She'd worn it down from climbing through her window.
But that was then.
Now she could walk without worry.
And so she walked.
Towards her new home.
She took another puff of her forgotten ciggerette
and flicked it away.
Gone already.
For some reason she stopped at the gate.
That sign, for sale. For sale.
It would be gone soon
But not for now.
She entered the house and sat down.
Bored and lonely.
Mssing the cat winding around her feet.
Soon. Soon she vowed.
She sat on her damp blanket,
And typed this up.
Monday, April 20, 2009
Thursday, April 16, 2009
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
Your claim
Glows blue
Phoned in
Fake you.
Liar, Liar
Heart on fire
Hope all gone
What will you do?
Sad truth
Worlds die
Time stops
Those lies
Liar, Liar
Soul on fire
Hope is gone
What will you do?
Your you
Fall away
Hold on boy,
One day, one day
I'll have enough,
Enough to give more.
Liar, Liar
Shame and fire
Hope not yet gone
What will you do?
Glows blue
Phoned in
Fake you.
Liar, Liar
Heart on fire
Hope all gone
What will you do?
Sad truth
Worlds die
Time stops
Those lies
Liar, Liar
Soul on fire
Hope is gone
What will you do?
Your you
Fall away
Hold on boy,
One day, one day
I'll have enough,
Enough to give more.
Liar, Liar
Shame and fire
Hope not yet gone
What will you do?
Sunday, February 1, 2009
In the little town of Dudlinbuttom, everything was normal. The usual smog hung over the city streets. Every-now-and-then it spotted someone vulnerable and suffocated them to death with its poisonous fumes. For this reason, most of the dwarfs ran around with umbrellas. No one knew why this seemed to fend off the fog, and no one cared, but everyone was careful to include even the smallest parasole wherever they went...
Monday, January 26, 2009
Sunday, January 25, 2009
I swore I'd never love again.
A defiled spring
Unable to produce pure water
To quench anothers soul.
Is it possible
Oh, just that little chance
I could be purified again?
I swore I wouldn't keep love.
A broken cup
Unable to hold the warm blood
Of anothers heart.
But for the chance
Even if slim, to try again
Could I be repaired with love?
A defiled spring
Unable to produce pure water
To quench anothers soul.
Is it possible
Oh, just that little chance
I could be purified again?
I swore I wouldn't keep love.
A broken cup
Unable to hold the warm blood
Of anothers heart.
But for the chance
Even if slim, to try again
Could I be repaired with love?
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
Monday, January 12, 2009
Heartflow
Watching my heart flow
Blood forming words
Sterilise it with alcohol
Burn it with smoke
Cut it till it lies in ribbons at your feet
But it still stays
Damaging the once white page
Blood forming words
Sterilise it with alcohol
Burn it with smoke
Cut it till it lies in ribbons at your feet
But it still stays
Damaging the once white page
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