Misplaced memories take their shap… And drown out a perfect world Only we could create Lonely waters below the bridge I… But I can never go back
LOVE only sings when Love is you… When Love is young and still at p… How shall we count the sweet songs… When Love and Joy kept holiday? But now Love has to earn his brea…
‘Tis Master Fitch, the editor; He takes an holiday. Now wherefore, venerable sir, So resolutely gay? He lifts his head, he laughs aloud…
I’ve not been one to take it slow, just like the tulips break through… in eager haste to taste of Spring. So likewise I want everything. Each day more warm,
Cards, and swords, and a lady’s lo… That is a tale worth reading, An insult veiled, a downcast glove… And rapiers leap unheeding. And ’tis O! for the brawl,
Flying fucks Have you ever wondered where one g… Let alone give one? And everyone it seems don’t give t… No one ever gave me a flying fuck?
Illileo, the moonlight seemed lost… The stars but strewed the azure as… The airs of night were quiet as th… And all your words were sweeter th… Illileo Legardi, in the garden th…
Quite often, you make me feel as i… I’m not entirely sure as to how yo… And the guilt of blaming something… I’m left to wonder which one of us… You, for obliviously hurting me da…
Like generals husbands are always preparing to f… while their wives are always prepa… to fight the last just war
I gaze, in trance, above, Spot the tree - Ever green Willowing, outwards and upwards To join, in unity, with the sky
She grew, like other girls and flo… Sheltered and tended daintily; And told her dolls, through sunny… A prince would come her love to be… And none denied her as she grew
I need you, like i never did before and i miss you, like i never thought i would, you’re the only reason
In the quiet of winter’s end, Where frost once claimed its reign… Emerges a tender, gentle trend— The beginning of spring’s sweet re… Buds dare to push through the cold…
By Stanley Collymore What is the point, of Charles’s French visit along with his married manipulative, whoring concubine in tow? Actually
I’ll reinvent I’ll be brand new I’m swapping out all of The things Im used to My longer tresses
De trouwjurk is zowat de meest cruciale punt in de huwelijksceremonie, zomer trouwjurken, delicate lichtblauwe zijde versierd me...
There is a place that we call home… Where old friends meet again. Where friendships all you will eve… Or stories of back when. There is league game teams, of sum…
IMAGE of beauty, when I gaze on… Trembling I waken to a mystery, How through one door we go to life… By spirit kindled or the sensual b… Image of beauty, when my way I go…
Well I got to the end … my friend… I made it, lets not pretend, It wasn’t fun, pleasure, or unbear… but I got to the end, my friend. The end is in site as I type,
In France everyone thinks Scotch tape is crap
Winter is awesome Winter rules all I love my Sushi so do we all
Red eyes ride on a train screams come out of the ear plugs black lungs are smoking chain in her veins all kinds of weird dr… She cant help but stun
You know, you appear in my dreams In those rare cases when I manage… I’m glad I don’t lose you in my h… Because in the morning, I want to… Usually, these dreams are fragrant…
Sing! gangling lad, along the brin… Of wild brook-ways of shoal and de… Where killdees dip, and cattle dri… And glinting little minnows leap! Sing! slimpsy lass who trips above
Dramatis Personae HUGO, a Norman Baron and a Scho… ERIC, a friend of Hugo’s. THURSTON, | EUSTACE, |
To him in whom the love of Nature… Imperfectly supplanted the desire And dread necessity of food, your… Fair Oakland, is a terror. Over a… Your sunny level, from Tamaletown
I HAVE a harp of many strings But two are enough for me: One is for love and one for death; And what would the third one be? Before I learn another note
A courageous British lady fights… Been protesting her innocence sinc… She’s visited crown court quite a… Faced the wrath of the law and bei… A threat of prison and disruption…
By Stanley Collymore All of these bloody hypocrites quite asininely, ignorantly, literally clearly fatuous and obviously, similarly puerilely
You taught me how to ride my bike And took me to Weott for a long h… You taught me how to drive a car And told me not to when I left th… You lectured me about a lot of thi…