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My WinterBlack and blue These are the colours of my winter who are you to say that I'm not right? You could be the first casualty of my winter Stay with me my queen and freeze right to your center let me take you downMy Winter
Black and grey That's the colour of the skies these days I'm miles away Buried under sheets of ice Understand I could end this whenever I wanted Take my hand follow me down...
No escape from my winter You could be the one to join me in my winter's coreography
You and I sleek as ice, whit
by ~meladorimagpie
The Sensitive TypeWhat now? Total catastrophe Validate My insecurities And you don't have to pretend to be the sensitive type I'll just assume Sometimes you make me happy just to be alive But if i never tell you then you'll never knowThe Sensitive Type
I'd say I love you You'd say that's not enough I'd say I'd die for you You'd say I wish you would Don't tell me what i mean to you and I promise I'll hide my feelings too You're not obliged to make me feel like one-of-a-kind because I'm not. Sometimes I'm convinced I wouldn't be able to go on without you at my side &
by ~meladorimagpie
Bagging IceIt’s hard to say where it all began, but I can tell you where it ended. It started like every other day, stuck inside the petrol station watching the world move outside. The sun shone down on the steel and plastic as the masses pumped the blood into their sad machines. There I was, distance and disconnected from the whole routine. With nothing left to do, I decided to bag ice. I lifted the big, black lid over the ice machine and it creaked as it opened.Bagging Ice
I stood, staring into the ice. It was cold and white and sleek and empty and it was fucking beautiful. I realized that there was more than just ice in front of me. I could s
by ~meladorimagpie
Lazy ThursdayThe evening sun creeps across my window sill this laid-back life I’m living It’s just giving me the biggest thrillLazy Thursday
Broken dreams, Like burnt out cigarettes I think tonight I might get high and write some songs that I’ll forget
Then I’ll throw my hands up and I’ll say tomorrow may be a better day but I’ll just fuck it up and I’ll stay the same nothing changes.
Running wild with not a thing to do I get so bored with being ignored I think it’s time I spoke the truth
Lazy breeze on a summer’s day &nbs
by ~meladorimagpie
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- Favourite band or musician: The Smashing Pumpkins
- Favourite genre of music: Anything really
- Favourite poet or writer: Billy Corgan
- Favourite photographer: Bec Forsythe.... hehe
- Favourite style of art: 'All art is pointless' - Oscar Wilde
- MP3 player of choice: I still use a discman
- Favourite game: At the moment: Battlefield 2
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- Personal Quote: "It's hard not to be condescending when you're so far above everyone else"
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