My flesh shall become my notebook
My pain and scars will manifest into its sonnets
The visible memories will be my soliloquy
Your words: the inspiration for the tales I will inscribe.
Their harshness guiding the blade through bitterness
Their kindness guiding it through soft hints of love
And when I hit the last page I'll realize what my masterpiece really is;
it will only be a grievance. An insignificant gesture to you: something easily prevented.
I know this but I fear I'll still go through with writing in that notebook.
:(
That's actually pretty good.
Quote from: Boyager on October 09, 2008, 09:05:50 PM
Did you like it? :(
It was how I really feel. ;_;
Did you really write it?
Quote from: Boyager on October 09, 2008, 09:11:27 PM
Yes.
It's written well and a great poem, but I don't like it for obvious reasons. ;-;
Quote from: Boyager on October 09, 2008, 09:13:04 PM
It's written well and a great poem, but I don't like it for obvious reasons. ;-;
Thanks.
:(
I has cute moleskin that I draw in and writes.
I GOT THE IDEA FROM ARTISTS THAT PAINT IN THEIR THING AND MAKE ARTWORK.
~_^
also is the notebook something simbolik
Quote from: Boyager on October 10, 2008, 02:38:41 AM
also is the notebook something simbolik
yeah it's her skin
Quote from: Boyager on October 10, 2008, 02:37:16 AM
I has cute moleskin that I draw in and writes.
I GOT THE IDEA FROM ARTISTS THAT PAINT IN THEIR THING AND MAKE ARTWORK.
~_^
oh pictures