I don't have much to say for myself that I haven't already said. |
I live inside my own dreams,
where things are never what they seem...
I watch you cry pure silver tears,
Full of emotional worries and fears...
Serenity, painted on white canvas,
what a beauty to behold...
It was an ordinary day at school,
Everything went fine, everything was cool...
My heart is burning, body ablaze,
I couldn't resist that icy gaze...
A source of light,
My heart skips a beat...
I had a dream where I was asleep,
I could see myself lost in the deep...
The snow is samite for miles around,
Sharp to the touch as I lie in the ground...
Black is the color of my lucid, vivid dreams,
The color of the sky that is ripping at the seams...
I'm proud. I did my morning excersises today. Up and down, up and down. and then I did the other eyelid. |
If you want me to respect the fact you are Christian, you'll have to accept I'm an Aethist. It's not a crime to find it impossible to believe in a man who was really a God, whose mum was a virgin. - George Mikes, How to be God. |
Why does the bible condemn homosexuality and girls on periods but whole-heartedly encourage slavery? |