This first selection is called "Away" I don't remember why...
"Away©"
Do you know how I feel when you touch me?
Do you know I can barely hold back tears?
Do you know how much you remind me of the things I used to know?
Do you know that when you speak I shudder?
Do you know how much your voices are a like?
The only difference I'm afraid is you've taken longer, loved me shorter.
Can you believe that there are people like me?
People whom just want to be truly loved. I cannot believe it has taken me so long.
To realize that I have done this by myself.
Maybe I should go away and try to live alone by myself away from me away from you…
Can you believe that I’ve been waking in the middle of the night, just to make sure your arm is still around my waist?
Just to make sure you are still holding me tightly?
To make sure that my body is still perfectly contoured to yours?
I can't believe I've made it this far...
Or that you've helped me reach it.
Well that was fun right? Kind of interesting if I do say so myself. Here's something else, this is called "Boredom" no wonder...
Once upon a time there was a magical greenbean. The magic greenbean got eaten one day and turned the cow that ate him into a frog that then got eaten by a snake that got eaten by another snake that got eaten by a crocodile that got killed and worn by some people that just happened to all be on the same plane that just happened to crash in the middle of the atlantic ocean. The moral of this story is: Run on scentences are bad for you, so watch your punctuation.
I was reaalllyy bored when I wrote that. Thus the title. This next thing is kind of a song kind of not. I'm not really sure what to call it. But it's technically titled "The End Of Humanity"
"The End Of Humanity©"
This is an end to humanity.
This is the end of my sanity.
This is the end, yes, this is the end.
This is the end of us all.
Can you feel it?
Can you feel it?
Can you feel hidden deep within your bones?
Can you feel it?
The sorrow searching for a home.
It’s such a feeling that it gives the reasoning to tell you this is the end.
It’s such a feeling that it gives the reasoning to tell you this is the end.
This is the end.
This is the end of us all, us all.
This is the end of us all.
Must I say it again?
Must I say it again?
I will tell you only once more.
This feeling I’m getting is something I’m fretting.
Not something I can just ignore.
This is the end, yes, this is the end.
This is the end, yes, this is the end.
This is the end of us all, us all, this is the end of us all.
Morbid little tune isn't it? Well I think I'm doen now, that's all you get. So Merry Chrismahaunakwannzaka to you! lol I so stole that just now. And to answer a recent question Gaiety means cheerfulness and or merriment.
Alright, peace out everyone!
TWMA,
Sacred Secret!
P.S: And A Happy New Year!!!!
1 comment:
Cool those poems are f-in awesome. And thanks you for tellin me wa Gaeity means. Hee hee. Merry Christmas Half-witt!!!
Love,
Fange'
P.S. HIIIII!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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