

Cutting LoveCutting LoveCutting Love
Fists clenching Nails biting into skin Blood seeping from the wounds
She stands there
Fighting the pain within As tears hit the ground


Damn YouDamn you! Damn you! For making me feel like this For leading me along For being ashamed of meDamn You
You said you cared You said you liked me Then it all changed Suddenly I was unwanted
You never told me why Never said goodbye
Just up and left And now here I am
Alone once more
Damn you!


CrashCrashCrash
Talking, laughing Radio blasting the beat Wind blowing in our hair Pick up breakfast Drive the dog to the park
Make the turn Time slows I reach for you They come at us so fast
Suddenly time speeds up Spinning, spinning Tires screech Glass everywhere Thrown to the side
Adrenaline surges Get out of the car No ones hurt And then the shakes start


Ignorance is BlissAlmost every day I see the face I know as yours. Almost every day I hear the familiar voice which bores in my heart, and the pain that comes along with this only just proves that ignorance is bliss.Ignorance is Bliss
Almost every day I see a sight that leaves a scar,
which can only be received when I see the sight a far. For my eyes cannot deceive me when they show me this; a major reason why folks say ignorance is bliss
Almost everyday I see a fact which everyone seems to know, but why can everyone just sigh,
and continue to flow.


What are Words...What are words but chances to misunderstand? What are opportunities but chances to fail? These are the thoughts of the pessimistic, who fall before the end of their tail.What are Words...
What are words but chances to make a point? What are opportunities but chances to make up? These are the thoughts of the optimistic, which on fulfillment they sup.


Paint me a picturePaint me a picture. What will it look like ? Sadness? Happiness? A portrait. What's in her eyes? Joy. Pain. A picture. What's in his words? Love. Heartache. An image. What's in your voice? Beauty. Fallen Words.... Lost in a painting... Paint me a picture.Paint me a picture
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There's a new day coming... you just have to dream about it for now...
If you want free art requests, then just ask me ~maliki321
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"If you pour water into a cup, it becomes the cup. If you pour it into a bottle, it becomes the bottle. If you pour it into a teapot, it beCOMES the teapot. Water can flow, or crash. Be water, my friend." - Bruce Lee
which brings me to my second request... if we end up not going to my grandparents in cali, i was wondering whether we could go see mr.janov on aug 3 at the albuquerque museum. the times after that he's at the season's restaurant, which sounds good but a bit expensive. i might be able to bribe my mom into letting us go since she's getting paychecks. and i'm wondering if it's okay if kyle comes along with us to one of these... i know that's kinda mean, but i really want him to hear mr.janov's playing so he has an idea of what i'm talking about. and until mr.j gives up and makes a cd, i'm totally screwed. T.T" anyway... see you on tuesday!
neh. anyway, i've already talked to you tonight, so i have nothing major to rant about. *sigh* miss you, see you when you get back.
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