Wednesday, February 27, 2008

O.O

Panic now,
What to do?
Curtain's ruptured,
Wall's down.
Run along.
No help now.
Too far gone.
Run along,
Long, long
gone.

Sunday, February 17, 2008

Shame

So you don't want to talk to me?
Fine,
Though I've one thing to say;
People call me a whore,
When you tell lies.
People call you a whore,
When I tell the truth.