Brains on Fire....
I'm waiting for a bus.
A bus that will never come.
The sweat runs from head to toe, my dr.pepper is melting.
Someone stop!
Tell the bus driver the heat is roasting!
We are waiting for a bus, my dr. Pepper and I.
A bus that will never come.
Musings of a brain fried poet - bows- thank you
A bus that will never come.
The sweat runs from head to toe, my dr.pepper is melting.
Someone stop!
Tell the bus driver the heat is roasting!
We are waiting for a bus, my dr. Pepper and I.
A bus that will never come.
Musings of a brain fried poet - bows- thank you
September 9
Five Years
I got a pin today.
Its probably fake,
it came with a letter.
Family x6, and pride in bold.
Five years deli and bakery.
Cut thumb, knee surgery, and oil to the face.
Five years and all I got was pin...it’s probably fake.
Musings of a brain dead stater bros employee
Its probably fake,
it came with a letter.
Family x6, and pride in bold.
Five years deli and bakery.
Cut thumb, knee surgery, and oil to the face.
Five years and all I got was pin...it’s probably fake.
Musings of a brain dead stater bros employee
September 9
Storm in the Desert
Sprinkle sprinkle little storm.
Up above the desert so dry,
like a sip of water....
Smell of death rotting,
Has anyone noticed,
this storm sucks now
Musings of an ice cream craving. Rained in poet
Up above the desert so dry,
like a sip of water....
Smell of death rotting,
Has anyone noticed,
this storm sucks now
Musings of an ice cream craving. Rained in poet
September 10
Lets play cards
Green, blue, red.
Lands all over.
Black, white,
Take a life.
Its time to attack!
Take that!
Damn it babe!
At least put lipstick on him!
Musings of a Magic player poet.
Lands all over.
Black, white,
Take a life.
Its time to attack!
Take that!
Damn it babe!
At least put lipstick on him!
Musings of a Magic player poet.
September 10
Dirty job
Drowning in frosting,
Wrapped in ribbon.
These are a few of my scariest dreams.
Yelled at in languages,
alone for hours.
Playing with frosting is taxing and dirty.
Musings of a done decorator...mmmm frosting
Wrapped in ribbon.
These are a few of my scariest dreams.
Yelled at in languages,
alone for hours.
Playing with frosting is taxing and dirty.
Musings of a done decorator...mmmm frosting
September 10
Video Games
Portal guns go off!
Me and her with him.
Take it now!
Sitting in a tank,
Machine gun,
Cannon!
Bowling with friends,
a night full of fun.
Time for pasta before the nights done.
Musings of a girl with friends.
Me and her with him.
Take it now!
Sitting in a tank,
Machine gun,
Cannon!
Bowling with friends,
a night full of fun.
Time for pasta before the nights done.
Musings of a girl with friends.
September 11
Remember
Silence.
A group gone quiet.
Between yells and cries,
and prayers in droves.
We say goodbye to so many,
every year a new saying.
No one forgets,
how can you when a world goes silent.
Musings of a 12 year old from 11 years ago
A group gone quiet.
Between yells and cries,
and prayers in droves.
We say goodbye to so many,
every year a new saying.
No one forgets,
how can you when a world goes silent.
Musings of a 12 year old from 11 years ago
September 11
Boys night
The bass pumps,
the kicks land and the beams maim.
Swords slash and fans fly,
guns seem cheap,
but not as bad as the bat!
Release now!
Persona!
Sister complexes and deadly legs,
robot chicks and a scary teddy.
Another night with the boys.
Musings of a Death xiii persona player
the kicks land and the beams maim.
Swords slash and fans fly,
guns seem cheap,
but not as bad as the bat!
Release now!
Persona!
Sister complexes and deadly legs,
robot chicks and a scary teddy.
Another night with the boys.
Musings of a Death xiii persona player
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