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There's something to be said 'Bout her fiery eyes And her face like an angels' Her soft-skin surprise There's something to be said 'Bout her li..

The showerhead sadly hangs its plastic head to cry, while the shower curtain dances to the rhythm of its tears, falling upon the wet porcelain ..

"I eat losers like you for breakfast" She said, glaring. I bet there is a lot of truth in that little, angry statement. Sliced t..

Everyday it was little pizzas. First on french bread. when we ran out of that, it was on bagels. And when that was gone, it was on english muffi..

A syllable that stings And rings in my ears And reminds me to fall Off that building again To die A word that wraps itself All up into a noose..

It's hard for us men. We have to act tough, bold, strong, brave and emotionless. Our faces become stone, our posture becomes statue, and we pret..

A gold-trimmed, juicy, dripping heart Pulled out using the string of a soul And suckled upon to feed a hollow head Then laid upon the ground to ble..

To the girl who taught me to use the heater in my car: Thanks, that's about all the good you ever did. 12/30/07

What happens when God gets sick to his stomach? 12/30/07

Trudge and moan, it's the ache. We sag, smell, drool, sweat. But think. Watch me shake, and let's scream or cry. You and I, together. ..