| Can't Make Me (Not Unless You Break Me) |
[Dec. 25th, 2009|01:11 pm] |
| [ | Current Location |
| | berlin, germany | ] |
| [ | mood |
| |  pissed off | ] |
| [ | music |
| | "Swing" -- Savage | ] |
I'll rewrite every night in my head until I can lie:
Me and you can't be true – don't know who he'd kill first if he knew.
Why can I just let you in through doors he doesn't know exist?
I've got locks but you've got sweet talk and you've got swagger in your walk.
I am through with love – I choke under all the pressure.
I am through with love – I'm tied to him like a punishment.
I hate this ball and chain.
It's a game that we play – we're just pawns in the grand scheme of things.
His head rests on my chest – he wonders why all he hears is silence.
Why should I love someone else when I don't even love myself?
He's got class and he makes me laugh – it's too bad nice guys finish last.
I am through with love – I choke under all the pressure.
I am through with love – I'm tied to him like a punishment.
I hate this ball and chain.
I care for you, but not enough to make a scene.
I care for you, but not enough to make you stay.
I am through with love – I choke under all the pressure.
I am through with love – I'm tied to him like a punishment.
I hate this ball and chain. |
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| Hey baby |
[Dec. 23rd, 2009|08:19 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  quixotic | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Please Don't Leave Me - Pink | ] |
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| How You Justify |
[Dec. 20th, 2009|04:27 pm] |
| [ | Current Location |
| | home | ] |
| [ | music |
| | "Use Somebody" -- Kings of Leon | ] |
She won't be your biggest disappointment anymore
'Cause she won't be around to disappoint you like before.
The trick is leaving home before you catch her at the door,
But she won't be your sorry disappointment anymore.
Yours ain't a paid position, but you're counting anyway –
I won't argue that you love her, but you're keeping score.
I don't see respect, not when you're lurking in her door.
Yours ain't a paid position, but you're counting anyway –
Love's not a contact sport, but you're pushing her away.
Or can't you see yourself when you look inside all of her tears?
You would see yourself if only you would look at her tears.
I don't think you read the situation like I do;
I refuse to think that contemplation carries you.
She won't be your biggest disappointment anymore
'Cause she won't be around to disappoint you like before. |
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| Blue Balcony Night |
[Dec. 18th, 2009|03:00 am] |
I fell in love at the house of blues
Your boyishly charming smile my heart couldn’t refuse
My nerves tingled all the way down in my shoes
When I fell in love at the house of blues
You fought the crowd
We broke the rules
I sung out loud
You played it cool
I fell in love on a balcony
A forbidden place we weren’t supposed to be
Adrenaline pumping through my entire body
Caused me to fall in love on a balcony
We scaled the stairs
My heart flew
I had no cares
While following you
I fell in love in one short night
I was always a doubter of love at first sight
But I cannot deny, try as I might
That I fell in love in one short night |
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| Within a "free spirit" disposition |
[Dec. 16th, 2009|06:25 pm] |
She wanders. She'll
drift away and
disperse
like rain into a river;
to return to you as a fog amidst
some
morning after.
Adrien
P.S. I hope you all are doing well. |
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| the glass introduction; |
[Dec. 16th, 2009|10:57 am] |
A pleasure to meet you
You may call me "Afterthought".
Like a Cheshire Cat
I am here
And I remain
smiling
smiling
smiling
but I have already disappeared |
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| it's possible to love again and again... |
[Dec. 16th, 2009|04:44 am] |
| [ | mood |
| | quixotic | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Fade Into You - Mazzy Star | ] |
When I think of you
I think of nights
Arabian, clothed in distant
stars, like the heat
of the summer
and the cool kiss
of the rain
beneath me
and I remember.
I don't care
what you look like
or where you've been
I just know
your footsteps
are wrapped in
musk and leather
and the sun pierces
like calligraphy on
your beautiful skin.
How could I forget?
~ v. |
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| word vomit |
[Dec. 14th, 2009|10:57 pm] |
[meant to be spoken word.]
Your grandmother sits in the corner, silently
watching and watching and watching and watching and
I have to go to the bathroom
but I am inhuman (I wish) so
I'll hold it, I'll try.
My lips are all broken and cracking, my dear--
If I smile they'll open and bleed all again.
Taste my iron, I beg,
I don't care if she sees,
Make me bleed make me bleed make me bleed make me bleed--
Oh you're sorry, you say--
Your breath smells like animal
catsup or catfish or kitten
(or kitten!)--
You'd like to kiss sometimes,
but I am a side dish--you
finish me
and you're still hungry for more!
You are ravenous
moaning and slurping up
remnants of me from the
dregs of your bottomless cup
I AM EMPTY
I've given you all that I've got
You're a parasite, tick
I'm a ticking time bomb
I'm exploding!
A kitten you put in your microwave
Danger, I'm dangerous
put on your goggles!
I'm acid, corrosive
I'll cut to your bones
without thinking or feeling
or seconding thoughts.
I'm a white light, I'm blinding
I'm blind raging fury
with talons and claws
I will cut all your organs out.
Lock up your children,
your kittens, your grandmothers
I stop for nothing--
I won't stop for you. |
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| Love and Rust. |
[Dec. 13th, 2009|01:00 am] |
Love howled at the moon the day your face met daylight.
Shaken to it's very core you always fought the stray fight.
Burn me up and turn me lose, I wanna see fire
I wanna know, I wanna grow, I feel the concrete city mire.
Give me every last piece of you that you can spare
And I'll always take it with me everywhere.
I'll keep you warm on rainy winter days.
I'll love you more than these words can ever say.
It's love yes it's true; you drive me wild to the bone.
You drive me to insanity, oh yes I'm mad, very mad.
It must be love.
I watched you and I've wanted you,
To have near me by my side.
Just to sit and look at you is enough to tear down my pride.
But I'm too content, when I hold your eyes.
So I cannot settle, for this expected surprise.
I'll love you more than the wind caressing your face.
I'll hold you closer and tighter with every sweet embrace
Don't give me up, don't give me away.
I'm here for you, for keeps, and I'm here to stay.
I'll love you hotter than the coals you walk on for me,
I'll keep you closer than the jacket that you wear.
Learn to look at me, right in the eye
And tell me that it's never going to be a lie.
Your fingertips are like a thousand knives, searching to compel
Deep into this heart of mine, I know it very well.
I'll take this chance on you, as if I never knew
The fate that fell and the sorrows that swell
From touching such a razor as you.
But I wanna feel alive, so cut me open wide.
From here on out it's all sunsets and fireflies.
Give me the time and I'll give you your life,
I just want to be your better half. |
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| Infinate Regress |
[Dec. 11th, 2009|08:38 pm] |
She looked into the mirror and saw
Saw what? A pregnant teen? Blood on her hands? Thousands of souls behind her eyes?
She reached out for him. He wasn't there.
The cool metal felt better than nothing. Not as good as him.
Blonde. Gray eyes. Pretty, she supposes.
She doesn't burn her. She never does. He hated that.
The knife isn't enough. She moves on. The pipe is crude. It gets the job done.
Shrieks of pain that are hers and not hers. The girl's legs are broken.
Hands next. Nose, then. Her face was too pretty.
She was begging. It wasn't difficult to tune out. They always do that.
A lock of hair, taken and tied with a string. In the cabinet with its sisters.
The red syrup was sticky on her face. That was how he liked it.
Maybe he would come back now. To raise their child.
The meat was warm still. Bloody still.
He would have liked it.
But he's not here. |
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