Talk about a sunset all I could see were purples and reds
Jacked a meme from rosevixen
It looked fun. Though hers was awesome and mine turned out a little crappy. I'll have to give it another go later.
Rules: Put your MP3 player on shuffle, and write down the first line of the first twenty songs. Post the poem that results. The first line of the twenty-first is the title.
There's a cross above the baby's bed a Saviour in her dreams
Just a girl born in Dixie washed in the blood
I think you can do much better than me
Yesterday I lost my closest friend
If I fell in love with you would you promise to be true
We were both young when I first saw you
Would you go with me if we rolled down streets of fire
This time, this place, misused, mistakes, too long, too late who was I to make you wait
Oh there's something about a man in black
I've packed a cooler and a change of clothes
She says her love for me could never die
Like anyone would be I am flattered by your fascination with me
I'm alone yeah I don't know if I can face the night
Prison gates won't open up for me
You can forget what love was wearing when it walked out your front door
I brought flowers to your door last night
Don't tell me what to think cause I don't care this time
I always needed time on my own
If you hear a voice in the middle of the night saying it'll be alright
Don't know much about your life
That first kiss shook me up
She said 'I been up all night and half scared to death'
Hold onto me love
Where do I start lying on a blanket underneath the stars
We were wrapped up in a blanket
So now that that's over. Down to business. =)
MICKEY SMITH FOR ELEVEN'S COMPANION!!!!!!!
Sorry, had to get that out of my system. Can't help my Who-fangirl-ism. Not sure what I think about the new who. But we'll give him a chance if only for the fact that I didn't like Tennant at first either. But Mickey should be his companion b/c Mickey is AWESOME!
My novel's coming along slowly. Still have to find a job. Lame. Don't really want to.
Just taking a temporary break from my novel to do this. So, I'm gonna get back to it.
Cheers,
Bri!
It looked fun. Though hers was awesome and mine turned out a little crappy. I'll have to give it another go later.
Rules: Put your MP3 player on shuffle, and write down the first line of the first twenty songs. Post the poem that results. The first line of the twenty-first is the title.
There's a cross above the baby's bed a Saviour in her dreams
Just a girl born in Dixie washed in the blood
I think you can do much better than me
Yesterday I lost my closest friend
If I fell in love with you would you promise to be true
We were both young when I first saw you
Would you go with me if we rolled down streets of fire
This time, this place, misused, mistakes, too long, too late who was I to make you wait
Oh there's something about a man in black
I've packed a cooler and a change of clothes
She says her love for me could never die
Like anyone would be I am flattered by your fascination with me
I'm alone yeah I don't know if I can face the night
Prison gates won't open up for me
You can forget what love was wearing when it walked out your front door
I brought flowers to your door last night
Don't tell me what to think cause I don't care this time
I always needed time on my own
If you hear a voice in the middle of the night saying it'll be alright
Don't know much about your life
That first kiss shook me up
She said 'I been up all night and half scared to death'
Hold onto me love
Where do I start lying on a blanket underneath the stars
We were wrapped up in a blanket
So now that that's over. Down to business. =)
MICKEY SMITH FOR ELEVEN'S COMPANION!!!!!!!
Sorry, had to get that out of my system. Can't help my Who-fangirl-ism. Not sure what I think about the new who. But we'll give him a chance if only for the fact that I didn't like Tennant at first either. But Mickey should be his companion b/c Mickey is AWESOME!
My novel's coming along slowly. Still have to find a job. Lame. Don't really want to.
Just taking a temporary break from my novel to do this. So, I'm gonna get back to it.
Cheers,
Bri!