Dark Poetry #4 |
Time Sauce |
Mr.Trichomes New Member
since 2008-09-17
Posts 2 |
A week on the brink of passionately motivated violence Fueled from ominous irate thoughts No where to turn Old friends long gone, even the ever so tranquil bong No amount of alcohol seems to make me calm Dreadfully roused again long after dawn I cannot help myself but be drawn to that idealistic hope Why the hell won't she just call. |
||
© Copyright 2008 Mr.Trichomes - All Rights Reserved | |||
Persephone New Member
since 2008-10-30
Posts 8Ireland |
If I could applaud you, I truly would. I can undoubtedly relate to your every word, (which is another thing to point out, it isn't an easy task for most to say so much in such few words) but for some odd reason I'm also at a loss for words on what to say right now. So I'll just say 'excellence'. And I'm waiting on your next, I'd love to see more of your minds creations. |
||
⇧ top of page ⇧ | ||
All times are ET (US). All dates are in Year-Month-Day format. |