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Thursday, September 16th, 2004
6:49 pm
[ima_pretty_pony]
Bored? Comment. Its fun. I promise.

http://www.livejournal.com/users/drivebykid04/
Wednesday, March 31st, 2004
8:14 am
[sexier]
he stared back at me through clear glass,
he saw right through my lies, my tears,
he watched me slit my throat,
with this paper i cut through my skin,
he tried to catch me as i fell,
he tried to slow me as you cried,
he watched me drop as i died.

i'll see you in hell,
we'll spend eternity together,
but then it would be heaven.

he starts looking like the tv screen,
like the lead actor of your favorite drama,
your favorite comedy,
my life is a comedy,
i rise up and laugh in the face of god, spit before him,
and rape his daughters,
yet still he wont kill me,
he takes delight in my writhing pain.

he loves me to hurt,
he lets me fall on my own,
the dirt above my finger nails,
it makes my eyes red and my sight fails,
he loves me to hurt,
he pushes me down, face in the dirt,
he loves me to hurt,
i love me to hurt.

Current Mood: crappy
Tuesday, March 30th, 2004
9:08 pm
[xxemoxkidxx]
A gift for u
In this poem is agift I give to you,
It is only true.
Do with it what you want to
but don't break it whatever you do.
Keep it till the very end,
its not a temperary lend.
I hope we never grow apart,
b/c im giving you my heart.

You guys think that this sounds to korny bc it rhyms and stuff

Current Mood: artistic
Tuesday, March 16th, 2004
8:35 am
[sexier]

cool on live journal

spell words wrong,
never use capitals,
correct puncutation is for nerds.
tell us your story,
we know its tragic,
its something everyone has heard.
put something corporate lyrics,
and paste hardcore pics,
and tell us all of the same words.

Saturday, March 6th, 2004
8:04 pm
[sexier]
the new kid

hey im new as you guys probably know, i'll start my entrance off right; here's sad poetry from a new mexican emo kid:

forget what i said,
and say what i forget,
glue down my gun,
glue the bullet to my head,
writing lyrics on the shower walls,
writing numbers on bathroom stalls,
growing up and being grown p,
and this all seems like im just stuck,
theres no space in between these lines,
but im ripping them apart and im crawling
inside,
the roaring silence plays a new cliche,
the deafening whisper stops the needle on the dash,
playing your mix tape over agin,
and the bands that i missed are the ones that you said,
you said...

i sat in my room and said it this time-
'and he gave himself an A
.   and a slash on each damned wrist'
and i wish it was my poem that hung from the bathroom door,
while my blood searched for the ground,
and with gravity's help thats exactly what it found,
except for when it dried to quick,
and after i was dead i knew it was shit,
the kind that keeps you up at night,
when you know god doesnt exist,
and if he does, he hates your guts,
and the black stuff in you too,
he hates your music and poetry,
he hates you and he hates me,
and he hates the pathetic rhyme that i juste used,
he hates the way that i wont lose,
and he hates the way that i love you,
but he loves, oh he loves that you hate me too.

Sunday, January 11th, 2004
6:30 pm
[xxemoxkidxx]
Goodbye love.
Cast your love for me out to sea,
Because lost is my love for thee.
In the silence it dwells,
as my hate for you swells.
my love is an ember dying,
so now I leave without crying.
Goodbye love.

Current Mood: depressed
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