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so I know how much you all like glitter text but...
not this entry :)
ipod has died and needs to charge, so here's what I got from my mom's computer with some of music on it :)
got this from julia (
ferociousroses )
Put your MP3 player on shuffle, and write down the first line of the first twenty songs. Post the poem that results.
Will someone please radio for help?
I came home in the morning and everything was gone
Holding my breath, for a whole month
Let it go--there's no way you can save it now
Leave me lyin' here cause I don't wanna go
I'd like to see you out one night dressed up like a rock and roll star
It's time to rock that summer sun
Sick & tired & homeless with no one here to sing for
Leaf by leaf and page by page, throw this book away
I head you late last night, you know you talk too much
Maybe when the room is empty
Morning calls for pain relief, a line above, a step beneath
You can tell from the scars on my arms
This is the clock upon the wall
I know you didn't mean it and you're sorry that I left
Look out of any window, any morning, any evening, any day
Well let me tell you i have seen a monster age of seventeen
Sit at my table and drink all my wine
Here it goes again
Thursday night everything's fine, except you've got the that look in your eyes
hm.
fyt:
happy holidays!
not this entry :)
ipod has died and needs to charge, so here's what I got from my mom's computer with some of music on it :)
got this from julia (
ferociousroses )
Put your MP3 player on shuffle, and write down the first line of the first twenty songs. Post the poem that results.
Will someone please radio for help?
I came home in the morning and everything was gone
Holding my breath, for a whole month
Let it go--there's no way you can save it now
Leave me lyin' here cause I don't wanna go
I'd like to see you out one night dressed up like a rock and roll star
It's time to rock that summer sun
Sick & tired & homeless with no one here to sing for
Leaf by leaf and page by page, throw this book away
I head you late last night, you know you talk too much
Maybe when the room is empty
Morning calls for pain relief, a line above, a step beneath
You can tell from the scars on my arms
This is the clock upon the wall
I know you didn't mean it and you're sorry that I left
Look out of any window, any morning, any evening, any day
Well let me tell you i have seen a monster age of seventeen
Sit at my table and drink all my wine
Here it goes again
Thursday night everything's fine, except you've got the that look in your eyes
hm.
fyt:
happy holidays!