Heaven heart
I believe in God
Visual
Gems drop from the sky
I pray that,
That we love
Moral me
I swear I will be
Rule Brittania!!!
Christiania!!!
God moves the kindly dial (The Clock)
Amaryllis in then shade
Like a bridesmaid
Heaven help me
I'm two miles under the sea
Funny is cool
But death is by dumb
Roses o
Different colours of pastel roses
Not much memory of Lyndhurst
Cloud and verse
'Sweet poppy syrup' -Anon
Aint no good in men
Good is from the pen
'Chariots on the milkyway' -Anon
The spiral galaxy
Ireland a leap away
Angels in the grass
Tickling my feet!!!
Singing for delight
Notes as high as the night
Creamy waves and aftershaves
Is he from the air?
He talked to me forever
For love and life
In pray to recover
Halloween
Chunky pumpkin!!
Dates?
I am ill
Cant give out my best
Combating the voices
Gunfire in my head
He feels like
'Spawn of the devil'
-someone who is pure-evil
Stellar capella -bright star
Titanic propeller
Stuck in a cellar
Christmas
The smell of Yankee candle Vanilla
Eating for punishment
Then the gym for punishment
Hell
Even though spar is only down the road
'It's cars and chocolate bars'
Rock bottom
I want love and affection
Love,not confection!!!
He is shallow -of little depth
Playing games
They don't do anything with their lives
I'm not asking for a lively jive
I am in discomfort
I cannot enjoy my evening
What is happening?
It gets harder to get farther
Fate,opportunity has to open a door or I will stay in the dark
Failed again
But I will always say amen
Am I breaking everyone's heart?
Advert Idea for Cadbury Chocolate
'Cad Fab'
Miserable The Talk
You are
Intolerable
Uncolourable
Unmemorable
Unadmirable
Unhonourable
And answerable
'Drawing butterflies'
-Being beautiful
Sophie
I want to shower her with kisses
The little girl of my sis's!!
Pretty polly
I want to meet a pretty prodigy
That is edgy
Effigy -means-carving
Tomb
I have been buried in a chamber
Will they notice?
I am a lotus-sacred pink water lily
-Sacred white water lily
Brought up on music
The drums.the piano,the guitar!!
'A pea family'
I haven't slept since my first visit to Australia
I am suffering from echolalia
I am now writing for the blue dahlia (Creative writing class)
I wish that I could make up a tune for you
I wish that I could make up a tune or two
I need the pain to end
I have no hope
I need to remember,concentrate
Feel accepted by my mates
Coming out of the doctors
I fell in then road today
Bruised knees
Hurrying to work
They really do hurt!!!
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