And I'm staying home.

I am tired

And have to wake up

Early tomorrow

But I'm doing my mixtape

Cause I wont have time

Tomorrow.

Awesome :blank:

All i'm going to do is watch Heima by Sigur Rós and eat skittles :blank:

Such a lovely poem.

Cool story.

Crap, I have to start doing my mixtape :wreck:

Neato.

Such a lovely poem.

I know. Did you notice the innovative rythm pattern? abcdefd; Shakespeare and Neruda would be proud.

Awesome :blank:

All i'm going to do is watch Heima by Sigur Rós and eat skittles :blank:

Heima <3

Crap, I have to start doing my mixtape :wreck:

 

Are you sure you're doing the mixtape exchange? Your name isn't on the list. :uhoh:

I know. Did you notice the innovative rythm pattern? abcdefd; Shakespeare and Neruda would be proud.

 

Let me just say this, I'm inspired.

I know I'm inspiring. I could write an even more beautiful poem off the top of ma head. And win da Nobel Price.

Are you sure you're doing the mixtape exchange? Your name isn't on the list. :uhoh:

 

Oh well then, good.

Bad that I can't send it, but good that I have more time.

I'm doing for someone else anyways..

I know I'm inspiring. I could write an even more beautiful poem off the top of ma head. And win da Nobel Price.

 

Go!

Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh

I'm brusing my teeth

with such vehemnce

that ah ah ah ah

my gum is bleeding

but bleeding love

like Leona Lewis

'cause thou lips

are red like blood

and tasty like spinach

oh the pain

and I'm not from spain

LOLWAT.

 

 

Haha sooooo good. I think I'll ask for your autograph now.

Yeah you better before I turn into an arrogant celebrity.

oh ricardo hehe:laugh3:

Exactly my thoughts.

You don't like them Viry? :disappointed:

yeah! They are creative! It's just that I try to rhyme.. and it doesn't quite come out the same way.. :/

Well maybe you don't get the poems at all, if you actually really really felt them, you would rhyme flawlessly:

Your gorgeous eyes

they are like

2 white balls

with a purple dot

inside a bigger dark dot

and remember

I'm not telling you this

with my mouth

nor my brain

but with my heart.

 

See? it has to come from the deepest part of your heart.

this simple friday night

where you’re loosening your tie

but there's a tightness in your eyes

Copycat. You'll never be a writer.

We have some poets amongst us!

Can you name the band of that song?

Well maybe you don't get the poems at all, if you actually really really felt it, you would rhyme flawlessly.

 

:shocked2: nooooooooooooo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

 

*thinks of feeling a poem*

 

I try to search within

the words I can't seem to say

it's paranoia

it's just a lie..

and you lie

why must you lie?

tell me

tell me

tell me...

where do we go from here

just memories that I'll let fade away

that must fade

& you try

you try so hard to hang on

to the little bit pieces of me..

when you left me here to die alone

how does it feel to live

without me?:thinking:

 

 

Good? good?! that did not rhyme at all!!!!!! :bigcry: