Maya
Fortified with the gift of gibber, eats anything apart from liver. lives with 2 dogs and a stinky brother and a dad and a mother. and a cracked polystyrene man who just crumbles, yeah crumbles and burns. and she likes radiohead, a lot of metal, jazz, celtic music, a lot of people, 'Johnny The Homicidal Maniac' & 'Bear' & 'Skeleton Key' comics and her two shih tzus - Abby (Abigail) and Kusho. I WANT: Nothing

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Thursday, 16 July 2009

How do I tell you?

How do I tell you what you already know
How do I tell you what plagues me so

I stand here feebly with an arrow and bow
I stand here not very sure of where to go

The guilt I feel knots my heart, leaves me low
The guilt I feel I simply cannot show

Nothing but a miracle can cure me that I know
Nothing but you and your love in tow

But suddenly I seem to know where to go
A new found strength overcomes me so
I pick up and ready my arrow and bow
And shoot it at you, at you my foe.

(The funniest and most childish thing I've ever written - and true enough I wrote it years ago and posted it after finding it on a thumbdrive. I wonder why I posted it. I am possibly in a silly mood. Or I am overcome with emo-ism and the like)

because oxygen is a drug
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