hey
its 1:25, my computer and my alarm clock match times, thats never happened before. I am soooo drunk right now....i don't really know what i am doing but i apologize in advance. Holy shit, i have been doing my normal drunk routine!!!!! hahaha its so funny. i don't even know what to say....
This is dedicated to Greg O'Brian:
He sat on the bed, searching the room for thoughts
his eyes moving from one object to another
finally they rest apon their intention
the pencil begins to move again to the rythem of his mind
the crazy turns and dives
Images flying toward his intellect
he catches only those that spark his intrest
coming up for air, his head lifts again
more ideas are desired
to keep the flow of expression running
He opens the gates to another world
something so differnet and strange
he looks at what he has created....
proud of the monster he has created.
his eyes see it as perfection
his hands see that it needs change
but he holds him self back
from what tares him self apart
peace is what he need,
rest is what he lacks
fingers clamped, pressed, strained
blisters boil, oh the pain
finally he blinks, blinks in entire fatigue
he has come to a rest,
a short break in his track
he will start again tomorrow
tomorrow he will be back!
~ hillary
Guys don't know the half about being a girl
~ my thought
pause or stop
~ hill
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