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Published : 4 months ago (Tue, 09 Sep 2008 12:00:11 PDT) Searched: damask http://k-smithington.livejournal.com/5515.html 0 links Related posts
I'm bored, so you're going to sit here and watch me make a rough draft of this poem. More than likely, I'll be changing a lot about it over time. Normally, I wouldn't share it with any one until I liked it, but now you get to see it before I like it. In fact, if any one is reading this, you could give me some ideas. :) Be warned, I'm listening to Jonathan Coultan. So it's gonna be weird, stupid, geeky, or about sea creatures and monkeys. But also been listening to Hellblinki, so lord knows what it will contain... where should I start, see I don't even have an idea yet, i'm just bored.
Damask on the walls You're going mad Propellers Outside Such sight is sad
Wanting to fly Flying with them Into the Aether On Heaven's rim
They have reached the top Top of the sky You are left alone Tear in your eye
Soft velvet pattern They Damask "This cloth on my wall! Why, may I ask?"
Okay, you know what, this is going nowhere fast. |