12 Search Results for "piece"

October 28, 2001

a piece of rocking: smile

December 23, 2001

a piece of rocking: honor.

October 28, 2011

A piece of me is certainly on the other side of the fence.

October 27, 2001

a piece of rocking: give hugs

June 13, 2005

silence now, or forever hold your piece.

September 16, 2004

my passion fruit.

ripe, daily.

baby, i get down like a piece of bread in a toaster.

October 29, 2011

That's just naughty hot.

I've always loved big gaps, and she filled a lot of them.

It's like I was given a brand new BMW for a few months and then had it taken away, which is when I realize what a piece of junk my car really is.

October 8, 2010

We should be half and half and become one.

My goal is to be the piece in the art museum that you want to touch the most but aren't allowed to.

I wish marshmallow was spelled marshmellow, because then you could also have marshcrazy.

March 11, 2006

the answer is right here and my dream is in reach.

why are people inclined to crinkle up paper when they throw it away, rather than just simply throwing it in the trash, even if it's just a plain white piece of paper.

December 18, 2008

being shy is so 1999.

a million dreams that roar, that is where i'm at.

i long to own great silverware without a single matching piece.

what do you mean don't let it get the best of me, it is the best me.

i feel as if my nose needs more RAM, or perhaps my brain, as it seems to take a long time for me to sense a smell even when my nose is next to something.

August 30, 2004

i hate when i write on an oyster with an ink pen and then it blows up like a marshmallow on shrooms.

sometimes when i'm chewing a piece of gum i form it into the shape of a key to unlock my door.

it's really strange when you walk five steps and think you have walked three, so you back track two steps, and by then have actually walked seven steps.

July 31, 2003

i'm left here, just body, mind, and heart. my soul and spirit have been torn out of me. so the rest, body, heart, and mind are merely left to suffer. perhaps my soul is already in God's hands. and when i sleep i'll dream of it and be at home. this summer everything has been falling down on me. I feel like i'm in the basement of a building that's about to collapse. nobody knows i'm there. i'm trapped. everyone is on the outside watching it come down piece after piece. little do they know is that there's a living being trapped at the bottom. and then this most unfortunate accident. the building crashes down. at some point the building had to come down. i'm buried. soon everyone will be walking away. days later they will come clean the mess. they will come across my dead body. they will now be in shock, in sorrow. this is what it takes. i was telling and screaming for help but nobody was listening. or, perhaps they will never come across my dead body. they will all go on in their lives. they will forget about the life that was once known as bugsy. they will never know the passion and love i had. i'll be a forgotten soul. out of God's beauty and love someday when my lover is old and frail...wrinkles, white hair, slow, fragile...she will be walking to the old stomping grounds, there will be this large red rose growing in the center of it. that was the soul everyone forgot about. the one who died. maybe then through God's grace that will be a chance that i'm remembered. so here i am today. trapped. will anyone hear my voice? will anyone step close to me? will anyone?

i'm in a gas chamber dying. will anyone come turn off the gas? will anyone go out of their way? i cannot turn off the gas, but there is a gun in the room. the pain and suffering will only increase. how long can i wait for someont to hear me? how much longer can i bare these pains. there's the gun, it could be over like that. i refuse to use it. i will suffer until my death. painfully weaping for someone to turn off that gas...or else...i will die. is anyone there? does anyone see my suffering.? anyone?

i'm in a concealed room and the water is rising. ...anyone?

push him out of the circle. he is worthless. let him wither away and die. let him suffer. we don't care about him. we don't care about his love. we don't care about his life. don't let him in. we hear you. but we don't care. the sooner you're gone the better.