| .insomia has eyes. |
[May. 11th, 2006|04:27 pm] |
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I always remembered his eyes before I closed my own. Cold yet colorful. Pale as stones. The pupils wide.. black chasms. His dark eyebrows like arrows aimed at my face and his teeth gripping hard in mission.
Before I'd close my eyes I'd always hold my breath knowing that sanity would not hold court.
And now with my eyes closed the image of his eyes stay with me in the darkness.
Watching like the image of a a rectangular television screen or like the fading imprint of a white hot bulb in a lamp.. flickering across the inside of my eyelids just before I drift off to sleep. |
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| - summer 2005. ( vocals, acoustic guitar) |
[Apr. 26th, 2006|02:44 pm] |
I caught you telling a lie
now why dont you just admit it
how long will you continue this?
sabotaging my sense of self
sabotaging my sense of love
its all you are now
and im sorry to say it but its true
a mothers love unknown
my heart is just a stone
harmonies: it makes me sick to see how many years
youve been smashing my dreams with your feet
and making promises on your life to me
that you would never keep
i was given for free
& ive been nothing of use to thee
(not good enough, no not ever enough x2)
so ill make the claim
and take whats left of me |
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