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Spin By: Chie Theresa Fujioka on 10/21/2001; 5:36 PM i close my eyes and spin as many times as they said i couldn't win, arms out to catch the rain that doesn't fall... but you had said forever, after all. oxygen tears slide down my cheeks How does forever compare to 26.5 weeks? smile, nothing else to do my mouth bleeds, for i cannot say i love you. corners up, middle down, what a philosophy... it's killing me, cant you see? But now that my soul's cover's been peeled it doesnt matter how i feel. scatter the crumbling dust of my heart, you hated to see me torn apart on the trampled mud of disregards this broken dream cutting my feet like shards with hope for the seeds planted there on this war path of love i must bear dance, get off the ground one day someone who cares will be found spin until i'm dizzy and numb to love early, i must have been dumb laugh until i have to cry only way i can without people asking why looking into the afternoon sky wonder if you see the thunderclouds in my eye when i know i must treat you a different way can't help but wondering what you'll say avoid your eyes as long as i can why can't it be like when we began?!?! So I go back to the beginning over and over, with the same ending if something i am meant to learn won't this weary routine turn? my emotions and heart churn hell is with unreturned love to burn. Well, this definitely isn't complete, or close to. I just though I might as well put it up now and edit it later then just leave it sitting around. motivation to keep going. i guess. anyway. pain may be temporary, but the scars take forever to heal. until again, chie
RE: Spin By: Mark Morgan on 9/5/2000; 2:00 PM Chie-- I moved the disclaimer to the bottom so that the clipping on the front page and in the idex would work right. That little snippet under the title of each work on the front page is generated automatically so that if you edit your piece it's still correct.
RE: Spin By: Chie Theresa Fujioka on 9/5/2000; 9:48 PM sounds groovy. Anyone have ideas about a poem? I've got all these chunks of thought I came up with on random moonless nights of sorrow, but I just can't piece them together. I need mind glue. I hope a blood red lune moon comes soon. what a boon! what is the tune of a rune? hewn, strewn, dune, goon(!), june, coon, noon, ZOON. oh well. I guess it will have to wait like a fish in a sand castle. Ah! There's the Rub! Maybe I should submit some of my short stories. They are more weird than me. hehe, *wants mattpatt to respond to that.* I wish i could write stories like Aradia. mine are so... pointless? Don't mind me, I'm a blubbering babbling blundering blunderbuss. or something like that. Anyway I really should be studying and writing a paper, but um, well im not. rigght. In the navy... alrighty then. Shriek shriek moan some prank call on the phone britney spears got speared lucky thing i got cleared this poem aint meant to be real because i just finished my meal i know it doesnt make sense therefore, nevermind hence whatever.
RE: Spin By: Seth Dillingham on 9/5/2000; 10:00 PM On Wednesday, September 6, 2000 at 2:54 AM, Chie Theresa Fujioka (VaguelyWeird@hotmail.com) wrote: >I wish i could write stories like >Aradia. mine are so... pointless? I wish Aradia could write stories like Aradia. Reminds me, Aradia, my birthday is coming up... ;-) Seth
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