

The UnspokenAs you walk out the door three words burn on the tip of my tongue That I am yearning to say and yet i can't even though they express How I feel in everyway. I watch you drive into the dark adyss Of night with these words cold and dead in my mouth and I wonder to myself if I will forever watch you drive away andThe Unspoken
Leave these words unspoken to fade.
--
Alright! You, sir? / No one's in the chair, come on / Sweeny's waiting / I want you bleeders! / You sir, too sir! / welcome to your grave...
--
I lika do da cha cha.
** The world is but a canvas to the imagination.**
---------
Then an angel would come with burning eyes like stars, and bury us deep in his velvet arms.
--
And then the Roman Empire fell. It fell like this: "oh, shit!"
~Eddie Izzard~
--
Today! I saw music in the sky
keep it coming lol
--
Previous Page12345...Next Page