Eliot talked of a man - who was not quite.
Of a man leaving through the tip of his umbrella,
exiting on that deepburied day,
all openings are one-way.
He'd never told them that.
Spoke Alice of her looking glass -
not a demure lobotomized Liddell,
but that staring girl, hair, black-shock, wild,
and done up like a beggar-child -
"What did you do with Dodgson?"
Here's a girl to set a story to,
sitting on un-marked leaves
fallen to yellow upon the ground
a cold wish of their's was found:
they did not let their larynx...
come friendly blondes and cut
your throats, they are -
"'T peroxide 's been here with me
since nineteen
i know all about disappointment, and how it leaves you feeling inside out
i made you to fit the lines of my song
(you'll be the last to leave the universe
with the gremlins in your bag)
i will be the trapdoor you fall into blindfolded
stealing death that once brought life to mirrors and sheets.
i can take that you will leave
and leave your tears behind on the pillow while i sleep.
traitor:
i told you some lies just to make you stay
so i could be the one to runaway.
tragic and colourful:
i cant see well in this light, but in this dream it looks like
you might be smiling
only the cobwebs and dancing shadows of light remain behind
Current Residence: Melbourne Australia Favourite genre of music: alternative rock, reggae, punk rock Favourite cartoon character: jack the pumpkin king Personal Quote: "Not all darkness has blinking stars"
Favourite Movies
Legend of the Falls, 10 Things I Hate About You, What Dreams May Come
smoke clouds your vision
maybe when the smoke clears youll see...
the heart slowly breaks day by day........it pains me to watch u become another nobody like the rest of them...there is nothing i can do the more i try the more i cry but to stand here watching u bring your own downfall hurts so much too....
so i guess this story is a tradgedy...
seven years ago january 20th today my mother died... i havnt been feeling so well the whole day... everything i thought was well has now fallen apart...
its not an easy time...i wish everyone in IB2 grade 12 good luck..with all the work we have due...alone and lonely someone cheer me up......plsssssssssss
I was never one to patiently pick up broken fragments and glue them together again and tell myself that the mended whole was as good as new, what is broken is broken ...and id rather remember it as it was at its best than mend it a see the broken places as long as I live.
Margaret Mitchell
i love being away from home see new things and gives me a chance to take a step back and have a break.
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But I believe in you so much
I could die for the words that you say
My Artwork has been moved to another Deviant art page, with my name so that people can fine me. My Deviant Art ID is aunia-kahn. The link is: [link] - Thank you for watching my other account. Hope to see you at the new one!