I am hollow
Oh my fucking god i just finished typing that peice of shit story of mine.My hands hurt so bad.wow that sucked.Anyways yes....mmm i love soilwork...is good stuff.so what did you think of my Till pictures below eh?beautiful arent they?heh god im such a dork...no really.damnit i miss kevin so much its not fair.i feel so fucking hollow...that probably why im listening to this song.....any ways yeah more el poetry for your bored minds.
Follow me, into the path of reality
We can watch the horses cry
We can lay in bed together
And sleep our lives away,hand in hand
Our souls are scratching our ribs,wanting an escape
We can watch society fall
Watch the buildings crumble
Still holding hands,we can find an escape
And when we're all thats left
We can lay there and die....together
My head on your chest
With the reply of your arm holding me
We take our last breath,relieving our thirst
We can walk through the dead orchards
run out hands across the bleeding trees
we shall never feel pain,never suffer
the mocking bird sings nearby
and our souls have been freed forever.
forever.
-Korynne Gebhardt 5/25/04
Follow me, into the path of reality
We can watch the horses cry
We can lay in bed together
And sleep our lives away,hand in hand
Our souls are scratching our ribs,wanting an escape
We can watch society fall
Watch the buildings crumble
Still holding hands,we can find an escape
And when we're all thats left
We can lay there and die....together
My head on your chest
With the reply of your arm holding me
We take our last breath,relieving our thirst
We can walk through the dead orchards
run out hands across the bleeding trees
we shall never feel pain,never suffer
the mocking bird sings nearby
and our souls have been freed forever.
forever.
-Korynne Gebhardt 5/25/04