Bull in the China shopI don't know if finding someoneis an option for me.Like the bull in a china shopI was meant to bewith no one.Because I break them,others' beautiful core -no more I want to see red:color of blood and love.
SerenadeHow long will it takefor me to hear the song you madeto hear those rhymes againand lines, yes, the ones you composedThey were like lettersaddressed to mePost scripts shyly telling:"I love you"And the lines weredressed with a melodylike smooth waves.
At World's End LITTLE BOY clouds s k s y k s y c s r c a r p a e p boy girl r e c o n c r e t e r &
This is my phone....This is my phone,there's many like it, but this one is mine, my phone is my best friend, it is my life, I must master it as I master my life. Without me it is useless, without my phone I am uselessI will dial my phone trueI must text faster than my brethrenwho is trying to contact me, I must text them before they text me....I will. My phone and myself know what counts in society is not the data we receiveNot the tweets we get, The reblogs on tumblr, nor the likes on facebook.Knowing the message is sent that counts.We will sendMy phone is human, even as I, because it is my lifeThus I learn it as a brother, learn its glitches, the specs, its cameras, the download and upload speeds. I will ever guard it against weather and damageI will keep my screen clean and fingerprint freeAs I am clean and fingerprint free We will become part of each other. We will...Before my family I make this promiseMy phone and myself are free to do as w
Scales Of Life01010010 01001001 01010011 01000101 - We begin our quest on the scales of life I- The newborn wolf cub: The first emotion reflected in his tired eyes is that of mystery; a curious devotion to the enigma of the moonbeams that cut through the trees, reflecting in his inexperienced gaze. He calls out to the blinding light, beckons for its shadowed silence, and eventually finds comfort in the embrace of mother's love. In that moment, he hears nocruel sound his purity can't contest. He shuts out the light as he slowly drifts away to rest. // Perfection was a value whose worth / //was
Fairground The clockis a ferris wheel, lifting me up and up, pastall the little things that matter. By a quarter to, I cannot jump. I am too far up. It turnsuntil the hour strikes me down and I tumble, f r e e
I'm Finetwo words and everyone is reassureddo they knowall iWantto do isS C R E A M. Listen...to what im Not sayingIm Fine.Want SCREAM. Listen... Not Im Fine.
SurvivalSurvival.Give a man a fish he will eat for a day.Teach a man to fish he will eat for a life time.Give a man a gun he will rob a bank.Give a man a bank he will rob the world.We adapt and adjust.Constantly dithering on the cuspOf what is considered wrong and right,Ensuring that our ambitions remain in sight.We would be willing to do anythingIn order to get what we truly desire.We would be willing to risk everythingEven putting our friends in the line of fire.We may share the bounty with others,Allowing them to experience the fruitful taste.Given the option we will even care for our brothers.Just as long as we are well endowed with songs of praise.We are opportunists.We are convincing and ruthless.We are the modern day Judas.Kela Lewis-Morin
The Underlying LieThe Underlying LieI choose if I want to reveal it.My lips and expressions will conceal it.My words will infiltrate and deceive your thoughts.My plot is unpredictable I don't intend to get caught. It is mine to own and sell as I please. It will invade and contaminate like an infectious disease. If you uncover the antidote ill have to come clean. Claim that I cant help it and that I am a compulsive feign. This doesn't mean you are now immune to this common plague. You will never know when it will return its symptoms are vagu
PenultimateFear was unknown He never knew his history Yet deeply he was thrown into the accusatory what makes me unique
ExistenceI guess, I existthe faint medidn't enter all exits.A bit lessmy life's a mistno need to fleesans toolkits.