How often do I hope and think Tomorrow's rain will break the heat
But everyday ends just the same With etchings on my soul.
A switchblade's fury meets my back An anxious knife cuts right to left
An advantageous hand of hate Makes etchings on my soul...
Cut, cut, cut.
LOL. ;)
at 08:25PM 10/17/09
daniell:
wow... you amaze me on a daily basis... thank you for such a lovely and creepy poem...
at 08:39PM 10/17/09
kmac:
You guys have the WEIRDEST relationship!!!! I am impressed with your poetry skills, however, Michelle. When did all this brother/sister bantering start?
at 10:28AM 10/18/09
daniell:
It all started when lil baby Daniel was born... and then lil baby Michelle was born... it hasn't stopped since.
chelly4:
I have had so any friendships like this Karen. :) Most of them are married off now. But Daniel remains sweetly single, so the bantering hasn't stopped. It will keep going until he meets little miss thang... ;)
kmac:
God, give Daniel a "little miss thang," to ease his pain. I sooo want to see you with a lovely woman Daniel. Truly! I think the last time I saw you I was trying to probe you to see if you had a woman in your life. You deserve the best!!!!
at 09:59AM 10/19/09
chelly4:
Hahah i just noticed i said that at 8:33, i dunno Daniel there might be something to this...
at 10:55AM 10/19/09
chelly4:
'"One, Two, Three! Not only you and me Got one eighty degrees And I'm caught in between Countin' One, Two, Three Peter, Paul & Mary Gettin' down with 3P Everybody loves *** Countin'"
- 3, Britney Spears
at 10:56AM 10/19/09
daniell:
it's a prophetic song...awesome! more words about mates, dates, and babies please