Sparks erupted from the castle at the center of the city.
Fires spat all across the blinding sorrows and divinity.
The pumpkins melted from the inferno’s heat,
While the palace burned with a fragrance so sweet.
Buildings fell like great meteors from the sky,
The smog wept fire as the great embers cried.
Comets pierced the black smoke and spread the death.
The beauties were burned, left with ended breath.
The hardy gardens were left in scorching ashes,
Burned to nothing, like dried straw that played with matches.
A massive nebula consumed all the kingdom, leaving it in burning shadow.
The cold embrace of death came with her blade, and hung them from her fiery gallows.
Alrighty, uhhh…when is the movies? I can’t go, but others are going…so yeah.
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your poems are so.. deep. im too dumb to fully get them..but i like them.
your very talented mr josh. 🙂
whats up???
love ya danielle
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your poems are so.. deep. im too dumb to fully get them..but i like them.
your very talented mr josh. 🙂
whats up???
love ya danielle
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I shall quote shake for you insolent posts on my page:
“What is wrong with you!”
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AH! Josh! I need those books. Get the hell on Yahoo NOW!! and Call my cell. Need Badlyness! Now, bitch!! AHHGGGHHH!!
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Josh, seriously! FUCKING CALL MY ASS!! You need to be on your computer every second of the day so that I can get to you when I need you! ::fumes:: Well, you need to call me. I don’t have your number…don’t ask how. I just really don’t have it. AND I need those books, obviously. So, if you can’t get ahold of me on my phone…leave me a xanga comment…before Seven this morning. Like…I’m thinking if you give me your address, and you leave the books on your front porch or something…then…like…we can come and get them this morning when we leave…or something. You just need to fucking call my ass because I am desperate for those books. Oh, and I won’t be on the computer for the rest of the night….so yeah…phones… ::twitch::
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Bitch…you never called me. Which is different than I said up there ’cause you did call my ass, but you didn’t when you said you would. So yeah…YOU LIE!! LIER!!!
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I FUCKING HATE POTATOES!
….
I OWN YOU!
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