http://www.lulu.com/content/680416 - hardcover (temporarily unavailable) http://www.lulu.com/content/682453 - softcover (a hell of a lot cheaper)
theres the link to buying it. )
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Late last night I thought of you.. Yes,I know I'm not supose to... and yes, you look amazing in blue But he might kill me if he knew... What my head could wonder through.. When It's not being true.
I tend to touch to tickle So at my best I'm only fickle I could wear something see through and present in mathamatic equations best elected. That I'm not made to wear gold and gowns No princess here to fill those crowns But if you promise to escort me through town.. I'll let it off the shoulder this once.
More lines less lines cross lines divide lines for divine lines never seem to map right. With all these words that make no sence when everything else just wreaks of sense I leave dollars and the cents to someone more equipped.
Ah!I think I trapped you Locked inside some new Something scary,trite and true and you damn well know what I could put you through So know this in the simplest manor While he's screaming choruses your building a banner Across the stage we all can read it with brighter words then we have ever seen it I cant bring myself to write like I know Now because my poetic justice somehow isnt made for know-how I just want you to barely remember When I'm tossing lines on stage With witty words I may never faulter but your lips will always be my altar.
2 comments:
Late last night I thought of you..
Yes,I know I'm not supose to...
and yes, you look amazing in blue
But he might kill me if he knew...
What my head could wonder through..
When It's not being true.
I tend to touch to tickle
So at my best I'm only fickle
I could wear something see through and present
in mathamatic equations best elected.
That I'm not made to wear gold and gowns
No princess here to fill those crowns
But if you promise to escort me through town..
I'll let it off the shoulder this once.
More lines less lines cross lines divide lines
for divine lines never seem to map right.
With all these words that make no sence when everything else just wreaks of sense
I leave dollars and the cents
to someone more equipped.
Ah!I think I trapped you
Locked inside some new
Something scary,trite and true
and you damn well know what I could put you through
So know this in the simplest manor
While he's screaming choruses your building a banner
Across the stage we all can read it
with brighter words then we have ever seen it
I cant bring myself to write like I know Now
because my poetic justice somehow isnt made for know-how
I just want you to barely remember
When I'm tossing lines on stage
With witty words I may never faulter
but your lips will always be my altar.
I love inspiring hehe :)
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