May 2011
20 posts
sixty eight.
Goodbye, goodbye. Goodbye my love. I can’t hide what has come. I have to go.
I have to go and leave you alone. But always know, always know, that I love you so.
sixty seven.
I’d give up forever to touch you.
I just want you to know who I am.
sixty six.
Pass me that lovely little gun, my dear, my darling one.
Hey little train, wait for me. I was held in chains but now I’m free.
sixty five.
In violent frustration, she cries out to God or just no-one.
Is there a point to this madness? All that she was is just a tragedy.
sixty four.
All those feelings, those yesterday’s feelings will all be lost in time.
But today I’ve wasted away.
sixty three.
Sexed up Disney:
sixty two.
I want to believe you, when you tell me that it’ll be okay.
I want to believe you. But I don’t.
sixty one.
“Then is it sin to rush into the secret house of death. Ere death dare come to us?”
“I rush into the secret house.”
sixty.
You tell me that I’m lucky, but I feel like giving up.
A girl like me is lost on you.
fifty nine.
“What can I say?” “Say that you love me, Helen.” “I love you.”
He had a heart that was always about to break.
fifty eight.
“By the pricking of my thumbs, something wicked this way comes.”
“Stars, hide your fires! Let not light see my black and deep desires.”
fifty seven.
You’ll always be my hero even though you’ve lost your mind.
Maybe that’s what happens when a tornado meets a volcano all I know is I love you too much to walk away.
fifty six.
I’m just a Holy fool, oh baby he’s so cruel.
Judas is the demon I cling to. I cling to.
fifty five.
Look at the stars, look how they shine for you.
For you I’d bleed myself dry.
fifty four.
Oh I jump into your grave and die. And on my word you’ll give up your whole life for me and you’ll be reborn.
And the house that you were born in is crumbling at the corners.
fifty three.
The songbirds keep singing like they know the score.
And I love you, I love you, I love you. Like never before.
fifty two.
I search myself & everyone, to see where we went wrong.
I leave you with your misery, a friend who won’t betray.
fifty one.
Oh you’ll break my heart, ye warbling birds.
And my false lover, he stole my rose.
But ah! He left the thorn wi’ me.
fifty.
Porcelain, are you wasting away in your skin? Are you missing the love of your kin? Drifting and floating and fading away.
The patchwork girl has come to cinch the deal. To return to Oz we’ve fled the world With smiles and clenching jaws. Please help me friend from coming down, I’ve lost my place and now it can’t be found Is this the return to Oz?
forty nine.
The silence is slowly killing me.
Girl you really got me bad,
Now I’m gonna get you back.
