September 11, 2008 - 1:41am — Anzel
Whisper to me that the world is ending
I'll whisper back, "Who cast the decay...?"
For I am curious, and I know I'll accept
All that's to come and all that's today
I'd rather the truth than a sweet-honeyed lie
To live as a fool, no; to know and to die
So tarot me out or blunt me of the speech
I would take crucifix words to soft preach...
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Not easy to write a poem when you have a horrible cold x_x But I like writing poetry, and I prefer typing to writing...
Pretty in that ";_;" sorta
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This post, no matter what it is, requires more Jingle.
Obligatory crazy blog guy.
It basically means, I'd
*nibbles on big paragraph* Sorry, rambling. Fwee. Alkaseltzer hath savèd me
You are like... professional
*hug* I've got a cold too, bleh. x_x My nose is all muzzy and yucky.
Sorry I haven't been posting much, lots of homework. *sigh*
It's fine, I understand, heh
But thanks. I just let it...umm...well, it basically writes itself. Unless I force out poetry, then it ends up bad and unnatural...x3 (hence why i don't take specific requests often)