Comments : Sex Appeal Misery; Nice Guys are Tombstones

  • 14 years ago

    by InterviewWithTheKat

    words fail me.

  • 14 years ago

    by xoxShorteexox

    "Let's take a walk on the twenty-fifth hour
    singing a lullaby to ease the excruciating pain,
    echoing distantly
    upon a crippled and tainted romance;
    my whispers impregnated by hatred.
    Let's pick at the buffets of naughty smiles,
    swallowing whole; the remnants of a heartwrenching past.
    But tonight I will still kiss the pillow,
    where your head once rested."
    I love that stanza.
    I'm putting this poem in my favorites it's amazing.
    Perfect imagery and wording.

  • 14 years ago

    by Alma

    You have a gift your wording and expressions everything! it was beautiful!