Difference between revisions of "Raspberry Rain"
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− | :XoxO | + | ::XoxO |
− | :Hey baby | + | ::Hey baby |
− | :Shake baby | + | ::Shake baby |
− | :Your pollen is a callin' | + | ::Your pollen is a callin' |
− | :All the bees for miles aroun' | + | ::All the bees for miles aroun' |
− | :They see how you glisten | + | ::They see how you glisten |
− | :Petals flexin' in the sun | + | ::Petals flexin' in the sun |
− | :They catch wind o' your scent | + | ::They catch wind o' your scent |
− | :And your way they fly | + | ::And your way they fly |
− | :But if you'd only see me | + | ::But if you'd only see me |
− | :Baby, I'd be your humble bumble | + | ::Baby, I'd be your humble bumble |
− | :The sweetest little bee | + | ::The sweetest little bee |
− | :Sting. | + | ::Sting. |
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+ | :::Puny God: | ||
+ | |||
+ | :::Words spit acid rivers | ||
+ | :::Coursing down an undeserving face | ||
+ | :::Cut deep rivulets | ||
+ | :::Sap the strength of the righteous | ||
+ | :::Shatter fragile bonds | ||
+ | :::With retard's might | ||
+ | :::Stupid | ||
+ | :::Stupid | ||
+ | :::Dumb | ||
+ | :::Short sighted | ||
+ | :::Push away strength freely offered | ||
+ | :::'Stead of nurturing | ||
+ | :::You're culling | ||
+ | :::Whittling away at bonds of loyalty | ||
+ | :::What do you think will happen | ||
+ | :::When the last fiber bond | ||
+ | :::The last tendon of kinship | ||
+ | :::Is severed under your talons and harsh judgements | ||
+ | :::Where will we be? | ||
+ | :::Weaker. | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | ::What The Fuck: | ||
+ | |||
+ | ::I thought I was on your side | ||
+ | ::A shield against the raging tide | ||
+ | ::For a moment | ||
+ | ::Thought I'd found | ||
+ | ::Fuck I don't know | ||
+ | ::Something | ||
+ | ::Refuge | ||
+ | ::Instead you bite my hand | ||
+ | ::You don't want my help | ||
+ | ::I'll never be | ||
+ | ::What you want or need | ||
+ | ::What the fuck is my purpose | ||
+ | ::Losing sight of my point | ||
+ | ::This poem sucks. | ||
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+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | :::Diary entry: | ||
+ | |||
+ | :::So alone | ||
+ | ::Alone alone aloooone | ||
+ | :Alone alone | ||
+ | :alone | ||
+ | ::alonealone | ||
+ | :::alone | ||
+ | ::All by myself | ||
+ | :What do I do? | ||
+ | ::Where do I go? | ||
+ | :::So tired. | ||
+ | ::Pathetic | ||
+ | :Ronin | ||
+ | Nothing | ||
+ | |||
+ | |||
+ | :Honey: | ||
+ | |||
+ | :Hot fire, slick, slimy, sweet | ||
+ | :From Bourbon kisses, Whiskey shivers | ||
+ | :Expectorate splat onto rosy cheek | ||
+ | :Redlining temper flares | ||
+ | :Fists are swinging | ||
+ | :Target's stationary | ||
+ | :Warning sign signal flares | ||
+ | :Redlining charger stays | ||
+ | :Bone meets flesh | ||
+ | :Untouched flesh meets fleshy bone | ||
+ | :Bile rises, contact continues... | ||
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+ | I can't do this. |
Latest revision as of 19:21, 19 July 2012
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I can't do this. |