i know...
you're unreachable...
but i can't help it...
i see...
you're beautiful..
and you know it...
your songs give me feelings i never felt before...
its like wind that makes me soar...
your soundcloud account is where my playlist at...
your picture on my wallpaper makes my phone look hot...
your name on my newsfeed makes my day...
i read your status, whatever you might say...
i guess you love pizza, i wish i got enough dough...
i got this huge crush on you, and i cant take it low...
everybody wants you,, that i know...
we're exactly opposite, that i see...
in my head, i hear your silent 'no'...
but i just want these words to be free...
i know....
im not your type i'm far from it..
and its just a crush...
i see ize sy,
you give me hype, you should know it..
you give me that rush...
~vhonskall
para kay crush ize sy
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Friday, November 15, 2013
i know... i see...
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Tuesday, June 28, 2011
I AM ONE OF THEM
I am one of them
A squirrel, two sparrows.
A crippled dog.
Hit. Grasp, save, grasp, hit, miss.
Miss. Miss again.
And I see your eyes.
Fur, feathers. Blood. And that noise.
Tree, fence, sunshine. Miss. Save.
Hit. Hit again. And that noise.
Sparrow.
I’d pick you up from the grass.
But there’s nowhere to take you...
I am one of them.
Sister of mine, don’t worry.
Hit, miss, save.
Skin, bruises, blood.
And I see your eyes too, Sister.
I say don’t worry, but what am I going to do?
I’d pick you up, but where would I take you?
I am one of them.
*from the movie TEENAGE DIRTBAG read by thayer
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Friday, March 25, 2011
FROM THE MOUTH OF MADNESS
From The Mouth Of Madness
Against the stark white layer of snowfall
I see bright orange bits of flesh.
Shrapnel of an insane man.
Words fall freely from the mouth of madness...
White
And orange
And black.
Words on paper
Wet and wrinkled...
Bleeding.
Bleeding all over my head
And my arms
And the back of my neck.
I know right now there is a regret to be had here.
I breathe deep the fragrance of regret.
Bright orange
Frosty white
Snow-covered doom
Encircling me now.
From the movie Teenage DirtBag
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Sunday, December 12, 2010
Liquid Night

Fog drifted up over the lake
Through my body and over my face
It knew I was alone
I'm feeling it now
This blanket is water
And it's holding me down
I am sinking today
Cold, black deep
Liquid night
All the others are just
Fat, chattering faces
Eating me, beating me
Helping me drown.
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Crazy/Beautiful/Sex/Love/Death

Mad. Mad thoughts.
Crazy, twisted, sinewy
Mad obsession.
You sicken me.
You’re so beautiful, love.
I grind you into a fine, soft
Powder and inhale you...
Lick you off of my fingers.
You love, answer me.
Your face brings me death every day...
And every day I can’t wait to die.
Bury me now, love.
Bury me now.
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