Flow Control (Anger)
Anger can destroy everything in my line of sight,
in one magnificent explosion
Or it can eat into life itself, silently
like a single drop of acid on your skin every day.
Anger can destroy everything in my line of sight,
in one magnificent explosion
Or it can eat into life itself, silently
like a single drop of acid on your skin every day.
This is a story of one of my favorite games.
Of all the things to talk about, I never thought we’d be having a pep-talk about not feeling bad about being single on Valentine’s Day. Of all the people, I never thought I would be the one giving it to him. ~o~o~o~o~o~o~ Nearing the end of dinner as he puts…
1:25 a.m. is more Saturday night than Sunday morning, no matter what the calendar says. After a day of light drizzle or no rain, the clouds let themselves go again. For a few seconds all I can hear is the rain. Not the sound the ground makes as the water…
She perfects her face. She polishes her demeanor. There is a matte finish over her entire being. – A poem on the sheen finish of our lives.
A poem about a moonlight walk.
So much comes up in silence, even somebody else’s silence.
Don’t see you online anymore on Yahoo.
Yahoo’s spitting venom momentarily. 🙁 on me. Sentcha an email.
Whoopers. I posted my comment before I saw thy reply.
(can’t add to the prev comment) Ouias, IdeaSmithy is a place, but it is not a workover on your name!? (Just curious)
Smithy ain’t your real name, is it?
Smithy, you just rejected a match made in heaven! *more explosions*
@ Sen: If the alliance does happen, I wonder what their kids would be named? 😉
Did you know IdeaSmith is registered?
http://www.ideasmith.com/whois.html
Whats your reaction? Explosion or acid? 😉
Hailaa!! :O) I swear i had posted a comment on your previous post! Gayab??!!!