Miss Missing YouI never thought I would miss the wayyou made me drink away my painsHow I got so drunk that night, I ran awayand did not remember waking up in his armsOr how I wanted to cry every nightyou told me you loved meand kissed my cheekBecause I only knew you were wishing it was her cheek,her hair,her smileYou were wishing you were with somebodywho loved you back
Self LoveAnd for no reason, I began to cry.I had nothing to cry about;this is where I am guilty.Flowers are growingwhere you planted your kisses.Cheeks ache from laughter,and smiles.And love.Am I so selfishthat I ache for more than love?What better is there than love;what possibly is causing these raincloudsin both my eyes and my mind?It is my own faultthat I broke my very own heart,waiting for the day that I love me, too.
Dandelions Among RosesAlthough I am the southand your daisies are the north,my petals are no less than shooting stars,for have you not said a flower is a flower?Tell me then, why must I perish?I try my best at glamour,yet I am still nothing to youcompared to roses.Tell your gardener to go;we are not friends, he and I.His hands are the devil,and his jars hold the devil's heart.As summer grows old,he rains the devil's tears among us.Although you may say a flower is a flower,what is a dandelion among a bouquet of roses?
Suicide NoteMy Love, This world is such an awful place. I'm afraid there is just too much madnessin one lonely world that I just cannot comprehend; the way prostituteslook so lovely before faking so much pleasure, oh-so sweet children losing their innocence,the old man I saw eating out alone - how must he feel approaching his wife's grave? I'm afraid I know of no pain of the kind; however, each life invites new pain, new wars. That's all we are these days - the struggles of dealing with madness and war. The greatness with that is with each death is that many less battles to fight. Oh, how many battles could we end with each lost soul? That is what I am and will be - lost battles. There is too much madness that I cannot understand.Bury my memories as well.
BostonWhy stay?It's not as if the sun dazzles in a thousand different ways,a thousand better ways.All it does is ferment the sweet flowersthat once held the key to my heart,scorch the innocent embrace of what used to be.Boston holds such better promises,comprises such better welcomes.I will not find tearsbeneath the corners of every street;no memories at the stop sign.Just passersby, looking at yet anotherbroken girl, hoping to make her wayin the city of Boston.
Temptations and DesiresWhat do you want?...What do I want?I want to love you.I want to love youlike you say you love me.I want to please you,as I am a people pleaser.How could I possibly say no?You're here in front of me,hurting with your life.I don't know who I am -God knows who I am.If only he could reign His truthupon my soul.If only, then I could tell youwhat I truly want.(...It isn't you.)
Be My EscapeFinally, the moon rises with all its secrets withheld.But you still don't move..The sand beneath your toes is like silk, isn't it?You don't want to go, do you?Although the sun blinds your eyes and sets your skin on fire,the stars softly kiss your wounds, your scars.The scars that those pretty little roses caused,as you tried to bury your life in the thorns of beauty.The boundless embers dance on,pulling you in with them.Will you dance, or will you fall?Oh, how the dance can go on for eternity,bringing with it new wonders to yet be revealed.Or you could fade to nothing oh-so quickly...So answer this, will you dance?Oh, how those stars do catch my eye,with their ever-taunting cavort to the ageless beauty of harmony.And how the sand, glimmering delicately as it does,hides underneath it the roots to all value,to the flowers, the trees, the sweet embrace of raspberries,as they blemish your face with their candy blood.But those incandescent lights...
BraveThe struggles of his owndisappear beneath his smile,replaced by sense of unknown hope.Giving up is an option,a door always open,but he glances through,and quickly moves on.An optimist?He is not.No, he does not see lightthrough cracks of darkness,does not see sunshinein the black of the night.This man knows where to search, though,how to find sunshineafter tornadoes reined their fury.Many doubts,many insecurities,as if their stones meant somethingwhen spoken by poison lipsset out kill.He will not defeat,nor be defeated.Rocks may be thrown,sticks and stones,but come morning,he's no longer deaf to the solution.
Aren't You Glad You're Not a Giraffe?Aren't you glad you're not a giraffe?Ever since I was born, everyone just laughed.I always trip and I always fall,But worse than that, worst of all,When I was born, I hit my head."He won't grow at all," the doctors said.So here I stand, a giraffe who's undersized.I'm short and fat, and to none am I a prize.When I stretch my neck to eat the trees,My head won't reach the lowest of leaves.No one else helps; all they do is stare."Haha, you're so weird!" Life isn't even fair.So one day when I was all alone,I decided to go out, all on my own.I slowly crept from our large herdWithout even a single goodbye as a word.I ran away from that mean, old town.The dirt path was my friend, staining my feet brown.I didn't turn around; I didn't look back.I didn't stop running until I heard loud, "QUACK!"The oddities of this animal amused me, though.One of them amused me most, of all her woes.This duckling didn't waddle, for she had to jump.She hopped out of the bush, and hit the gro
Epic Youtuber Rap Battle - Cryaotic vs. PewdiepieEPIC RAP BATTLES OF HISTORY!!!Cryaotic vs. PewdiepieeeeeeeeBegin!PewdiepieHaha, how’s it going brosMy name is PewdiepieI’m about to make this sorry excuseFor a youtuber go home and CryKeep that mask onNo one wants to see your faceI’ll bro fist your ass into pure disgrace28 Million subscribers man I’m still in first place!CryaoticOn the last video, I go live on TwitchJust to show this guy PewdiepieJust how much he’s a little bitc*And so it continues with me whooping his assI’ll be the one to take all your fans and OutlastI don’t need to show my face to put you in F.E.A.R.My badass voice is all that you need to hearPewdiepieOh JävlaI spit rhymes scarier than your creepypastaI think you have AmnesiaGo home Cry, you’re drunkYour raps are worst than your livestream bunkI’m noticed all over YouTube, is that an issue?My di*k is longer than your Okami playthrough!Cry
Blue EyesBlue Eyes:A man once told me that blue eyes were bestSo I decided I would put these words to a test.I ran across the globe and found a blue eyed fishIt tasted very tasty when served as a dishI then went to Ireland to find a blue eyed gnomeInstead I got a Lephrechaun whose name was 'Jerome'I used him as bait to catch some blue eyed miceI suppose he now regrets that he lost at dice...I then used the mice to catch a blue eyed catI then used the cat to catch a blue eyed dogI then used the dog to catch a blue eyed witchI think I left that one down in a ditch...In any case...I returned back home to my quaint boulevardWhere some band named 'Greenday' was out in the yardI asked the singer what he thought of eyesBut all he muttered was 'cakes are lies...'Feeling quite unsure about the blue eyed theoryI decided to talk to my friend named MaryShe had a cute face and her eyes were greenSo I told her those were the best I'd seenShe invited me home for Coff
Chuck Norris Pokemon Jokes"If Chuck Norris was a Pokemon..."Chuck Norris would be the element of surprise. When Chuck Norris runs out of power points, he doesn't struggle: he wins.Chuck Norris has no weaknesses. Only resistances.Chuck Norris has never seen a Ditto. And a ditto has never seen Chuck Norris.Every experience point Chuck Norris earns takes him to the next level.Team Rocket is hiding because of Chuck Norris.Chuck Norris can learn more than four moves.Every one of Chuck Norris's moves is super-effective.A Chuck Norris egg has never been found because Chuck Norris is no chicken.Chuck Norris's tackle attack is considered a One-Hit K.O.Chuck Norris can cause sleep, poison, confusion, paralysis, and burn at the same time.Chuck Norris is also immune to sleep, poison, confusion, paralysis and burn.Pokemon flee when Chuck Norris is nearby.If you encounter a wild Chuck Norris, then you have to restart the game.Chuck Norris is automatically Locked-On to all this targets.Chuck Norris'
i gave up on trying to write about youthere are millions of poemsdetailing the beauty of another’s eyes,but your eyes, my love,put all their cherry-picked words to shame.ew, that verse is disgusting.way too sappy.I’m no good at love poems.okay, hold on, let mejust start over.you’re freaking excellentno.shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?thou art more lovely and more temperatewait.i can’t take credit for that.sonnets aren’t my style,and anyway,shakespeare beat me to the punchfour hundred some years ago.uh, i mean, you’re funnyand really cute, likei seriously love your eyesbecause there’s meaning in theresomewhere.and, and, you make me laugh.you’re so hilarious.and I have the drawing you gave metwo years ago, still hiddenfolded up in my notebook.plus, i mean, you’re everything to me.no big deal, right,considering the fact that we neverreally speak anymore.it’s cool.i’m fine.really.oh my god that doesn’teven
TorchwoodT is for Toshiko, a smart little cookie,O is for Owen who likes to have sex,R is for Rift, Torchwood's main focus,C is for Cardiff Torchwoods location,H is for humerous, which is what Jack is to me,W is for Wales where Torchwood be.O is for odd, what Ianto is seems.O is for nothing, just an intermissionD is for the Doctor, Jack's obsessionWe are Torchwood, if its alien, its ours.
Ode to PrinterOh printer,I wish thatYou wouldStopEnchantingMy cat.He stares atYour orificesWith suchIntensity,(Quite rude,Isn't it?)He looks atYou as thoughYou will beginTo speak to him(Though I doubtYou share a commonLanguage.)He comes runningAs you begin toChurn, pullingPaper in and spittingIt out as youInk words and images(As though what heNeeds is being printed,And he needs to grab itBefore anyone sees.)Oh printer,PleaseCease and Desist,Your charms,Your siren calls,Your promisesOf being an oracle.Cease and DesistYour actions,Whatever theyAre,AndRelease my cat.
Fetish.Once upon a time, there was a man.He made me smile like no man can.He stole my heart with one touch of his lips,But then he found out I was into whips.And off with my heart he ran.