Post by GuessWho on Jan 3, 2006 22:24:42 GMT -5
The Writers Reference
Deep beneath your skin
You know this feels so right to you
But trust me girl with him you don’t know
What your getting yourself into
Crawl under the sheets
With an unfamiliar face
It’s getting back at me you want
It’s to kill my so called grace
But now
The table’s top turned
There's one seat left at mine and your still choking on your wound
No wonder why your still alone
A body bruised and beaten blue and black
No wonder while you sleep with the window open
You do this to yourself
Limping to your car, never thought it would end like this
but your hero in his armor wasn't playing with those fists
So innocent and still, lay against your trucks window
playing what looks to me as karma taking it's last blow
And now
Enjoy yourself a lover
All I know is I love to hate
And how good it feels to love to hate you
No wonder why your still alone
A body bruised and beaten blue and black
No wonder while you sleep with the window open
You do this to yourself
(Your) Your lies....buried beneath the truth
(Your) Your lies....it’s hard to see it through
(Your) Your lies....buried beneath the truth
(Your) Your lies....it's hard to see through
Regret me don’t forget me
I want you to remember
Regret me don’t forget me
last chance that you have to stay awake
No wonder why your still alone
A body bruised and beaten blue and black
No wonder while you sleep with the window open
You do this to yourself
Regret me don’t forget me (yourself)
I want you to remember (yourself)
Regret me don’t forget me (yourself)
The last chance you'll have to stay awake {x 2}
Halifax[/center]
Regular life rpg with whatever you want in between:
just type a paragraph with your info
Morgana Tage stepped out of the mahogony door of her California condo, the spring air hitting her warmly and shifting her long blonde curls. Her red streaks looked like stripes of blood in the early morning light. The 17 year old walked down the concrete steps in her denim shorts and shredded halifax t-shirt. She got into her black porshe and tossed her towl into the seat beside her. She slipped her sunglasses on as she pulled out of the parking lot, the top down as she sped through the streets, her long hair waving in the wind behind her as she made her way to the beach.
Saber sat in the shadows of the New York alley way, his face covered from the darkness of his cap. He pulled a drag from his weed then smashed it into the concrete beneath him. He coughed and wiped his mouth then stood up slowly.