Don't make fun of blind people. That's how they find you.

BWHAHA · 11-12-2013, 03:53 AM

I’m naked. I woke up, hoping it was all a nightmare.
Daydreaming. my minds pale. Blood loss from the throat up.
You’re gone now. Routine whenever there’s attachment.
and whenever theres attachment. there’s angst for the spillage
my cigarette burn, bought me a beer. chug it down + use the glass for amaryllis
hungry black wolves, guard my castle.
you could come get me, but theres hungry black wolves guarding my castle
it’s sort of ironic, how lowly that i’ve been. am i just a spark that’s supposed to be light?
but i’m not bright enough, to warm lonely at night. codependent maelstrom
the whirl of a thousand open sentence slow repentance. masturbation outcomes
i’m tired of doing, exhausted of clearance. agitated.
sugar coat the candy painting that i’ve blatantly brushed with orange frosting
i’m so close to offing off myself, that i’ve maybe made absolutely nothing of it
single seed, been diseased. semblance. cross-hair, fist is squeezed.
the annotation has been made. covert warfare with figurine trenches
never been the type to celebrate. 1 year anniversary. ehh, it can wait
tears turn to puddles. makeshift. a couple, only read as crumbs from the bread we baked.
smuggling the puzzle pieces till i’m desperately placing our crumbled memories
go into kiss you. muscle memory. you turn away my hug exchanges.
lol @ the subtle changes. told you you changed, told me i "didn’t know the real you"
what a surprise! here comes the:
“guess you never knew me, what’s the deal dude?”
here comes the buzzkill. here comes the mildew. forward my emails.
Are you sorta contrived? Morbidly sigh as i warble in hopes of your demise
coast is clear. decadent marvelling, glass of whiskey, here’s hoping that all of it dies
sum has been cleared. division mustve been something else
Told to love myself. couldn’t hear them with a gun in each ear.
Justifying resentment. i was blind enough with two mice
Who’s gonna dance with me now. Waltz in the moonlight
hand to hand combat, face to face slowdance. gesundheit
foot in foot weaving. Tango with tutelage. looks deceive.
So tongue in cheek with death, I loosened his hood seaming
poignant. damsel in distress. in that dress your curves are coitus
one hand on your hip. one hand on the wineglass served with poison

11-12-2013, 03:53 AM	#1
BWHAHA Sophomore Member Join Date: Aug 2013 Posts: 176 Rep Power: 4754293	Don't make fun of blind people. That's how they find you. I’m naked. I woke up, hoping it was all a nightmare. Daydreaming. my minds pale. Blood loss from the throat up. You’re gone now. Routine whenever there’s attachment. and whenever theres attachment. there’s angst for the spillage my cigarette burn, bought me a beer. chug it down + use the glass for amaryllis hungry black wolves, guard my castle. you could come get me, but theres hungry black wolves guarding my castle it’s sort of ironic, how lowly that i’ve been. am i just a spark that’s supposed to be light? but i’m not bright enough, to warm lonely at night. codependent maelstrom the whirl of a thousand open sentence slow repentance. masturbation outcomes i’m tired of doing, exhausted of clearance. agitated. sugar coat the candy painting that i’ve blatantly brushed with orange frosting i’m so close to offing off myself, that i’ve maybe made absolutely nothing of it single seed, been diseased. semblance. cross-hair, fist is squeezed. the annotation has been made. covert warfare with figurine trenches never been the type to celebrate. 1 year anniversary. ehh, it can wait tears turn to puddles. makeshift. a couple, only read as crumbs from the bread we baked. smuggling the puzzle pieces till i’m desperately placing our crumbled memories go into kiss you. muscle memory. you turn away my hug exchanges. lol @ the subtle changes. told you you changed, told me i "didn’t know the real you" what a surprise! here comes the: “guess you never knew me, what’s the deal dude?” here comes the buzzkill. here comes the mildew. forward my emails. Are you sorta contrived? Morbidly sigh as i warble in hopes of your demise coast is clear. decadent marvelling, glass of whiskey, here’s hoping that all of it dies sum has been cleared. division mustve been something else Told to love myself. couldn’t hear them with a gun in each ear. Justifying resentment. i was blind enough with two mice Who’s gonna dance with me now. Waltz in the moonlight hand to hand combat, face to face slowdance. gesundheit foot in foot weaving. Tango with tutelage. looks deceive. So tongue in cheek with death, I loosened his hood seaming poignant. damsel in distress. in that dress your curves are coitus one hand on your hip. one hand on the wineglass served with poison Last edited by BWHAHA; 11-12-2013 at 04:00 AM.