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Winter comes (0 álit)

í Ljóð fyrir 18 árum, 6 mánuðum

winter comes as much as i despise winter (just like the next guy, and the third) i feel, in the weirdest fashion, akin to him there's this understanding; mutual respect, even reverance when i step outside in the morning every morning it feels as if we're starting a conversation and it's comfortable no awkward pauses or nervous slips we have all the time in the world if something's left unsaid in april it comes back in octobe

Corny (2 álit)

í Ljóð fyrir 19 árum, 10 mánuðum

I can't live without you drives me mad just to try miss holding your hand getting harder to cry Been shedding blue tears for months and on end feels like half of my years have been spent in this land Sand in my shoes a grain for each thought your kisses were wine my throat's parched by draught The sky spells your name in clouds by day twinkling stars by night but beneath both I pray So I guess what I'm saying is that I really miss you though the words I am using may not reach out to you

(!) (0 álit)

í Ljóð fyrir 19 árum, 11 mánuðum

Abyssmally aware of how lonely I've become, I beg and plead insanity to jury, judge, and mom Hoping that incarceration with people of my kind might give me sense of right amense and friendship, too, might find The gun I shot, disposed at sea, her body buried deep All while Dad was with that whore and thought we were asleep So, as I'm dragged, down corridors screaming out my lungs kicking at imagined foes monitored by Jung's I sure as hell ‘ll be thinking to myself as if other’d ever do(!)...

SMS-ást (1 álit)

í Ljóð fyrir 19 árum, 11 mánuðum

Eitt laggott og klisjulegt til að senda elskunni sinni Loving you is fatal; tears the heart each day. Loving you is murder; hurt me as it may. Loving you is immoral; makes me feel unGodly. Loving you is sin; satisfies my oddly. Loving you is wrong; makes other people scorn me. Loving you is right; as long as you will love me.

Across the hall (0 álit)

í Ljóð fyrir 19 árum, 11 mánuðum

Sometimes, around me there's no one talking so I try speaking and like what I hear I use my own words the ones I had made up before I had grown up to learn what they mean I dabble my coffee I play with my water my pater, my mater stuck watching TV My friends in the walls they came from the desert to me, for some reason they would never tell Thought they heard me talking guess I misunderstood when I spoke my private words silent went my cell but now I'm pushing twenty-and-something can you...

Optimal (0 álit)

í Ljóð fyrir 20 árum, 1 mánuði

Hello, you all Let me introduce My lover, my bane my good friend cocaine He flys over hills He pays all my dues Gets right up my ass and rides on first class Nightly beats up my wife Daily gets on my knees Begs her kindly to stay Ne'er again, baby please

Hlýjasta ástin (0 álit)

í Ljóð fyrir 20 árum, 1 mánuði

Oh, to be a kitten lying at your side Stunned by your aroma cuddled by your thigh Purring little words that seep in through your dreams and wake you up at night full of thoughts of love and bowls of tasty creams

Steed (0 álit)

í Ljóð fyrir 20 árum, 2 mánuðum

Grabs the back of my neck and I feel myself choke on his throbbing, unsatisfied hungering hard-on My tonsils taste smegma his foreskin tastes phlegm scrapes the back of my throat again and again My stomach starts turning he draws himself back I'm in love with an urning completely lost track Knees against key-bones hands weave through hair softly he moans his breath fills the ai

Hello (0 álit)

í Ljóð fyrir 20 árum, 3 mánuðum

Meeting me's no pity I need no introduction I bring Sodoma to your city And give dead men an erection I give lepers poisoned tit I corrupt all that's new I push old ladies' shit And I make your dog spew I bring babies to existence To die in the mothers' arms Pestilence without refrence And a locust on every farm I hope you've guessed my name