Haha, I just thought the title sounded catchy. And yes, I will have something poetic here, as always. I lvoe poetry, and poetic free verse. lol. But on another note, dude, 39 readers and 9 subscribers to the sew story in just a few hours! Yes! I'm so fucking hyper because of it. I wish the other stories would do that good, but right now, I am happy happy happy. So happy, I added another chapter, and even updated the Gerbert. Dude, those fake words still knock the fucking socks off of me. Well, now for the poetic shit that you all expect out of me.
xoxo,
Princess Danii
Brilliant and Bashful,
Broken and Bruised.
You're eyes seem too careful,
When viewing those in front of you.
You've got lipstick in your veins,
And a knife in your hand.
Just be careful when you say,
"I'm not your man'.
'Cause you can't take back words,
Nor replace or contort.
What's said is done with,
And can not be changed.
Excuse me if that sucked. It's fucking 1:22 in the morning. Peace.
Candy Apples And one Hellova Hang Over
July 13th, 2008 at 07:24am