tri-edge-kite

The blissful life of an optimist The dreary life of a pessimist Unfortunately end the same. Burnt, buried, or eaten by bears Rotting, destroyed as everyone stares At ones procession. We wander through life looking for answers But lend me a moment of consideration sirs, For what if you stop looking at the glass Be it half empty or full And look at it instead, by its contents. For maybe, just maybe… the liquid the glass presents Is vodka...

The blissful life of an optimist The dreary life of a pessimist Unfortunately end the same. Burnt, buried, or eaten by bears Rotting, destroyed as everyone stares At ones procession. We wander through life looking for answers But lend me a moment of consideration sirs, For what if you stop looking at the glass Be it half empty or full And look at it instead, by its contents. For maybe, just maybe… the liquid the glass presents Is vodka...

You hurt someone I devoted my life to protect You made me break a promise I swore to uphold You used my trust as a doormat…big mistake I’m boiling, shaking, blinded by hatred, I’m going to turn your existence into a living hell I’ll break and turn the world around you Into a place of death and smoldering ash I’ll run rampid and rampaging, Leaving a trail of pain and destruction Obliterating everything in my wake Your family, your friends, your possessions, And finally…you! If you ever touch her again I’ll kill you myself I’ll cut you open and light your insides aflame I’ll incinerat

There are times that others do things to get me going Like when they pick fun at my friends or my sewing I try to retain my composure but it seldom works out well I’m shaken in my cage as my rage rises and my veins swell I’ll tell you now that if you make my friends hurt I’ll assure you a ruined life and a home in the dirt As I lie here and pant, its comes into focus The reason that the unstable ones try to evoke us And take from us the only things that give our lives meaning For some it’s our own lives that are demeaning And for as little as they are worth we still defend them But for the little guy, the one w

the itsy bitsy spider caught a mouse in it's web the itsy bitsy spider bit off the mouse's head it sucked out all the blood and threw the corpse away then the itsy bitsy spider is off to hunt again

beware what stalks you in the night beware you dont recieve her bite be prepared for the fight of your life... one look in her lusting eyes pure fear in you will rise clinging terror inside because of the bite of the She-Wolf she runs across the plains and through the woods seacrhing for the one, the one that will join her in her hunt the one she will seduce next and put under her spell one look in her lusting eyes pure fear in you will rise clinging terror inside because of the bite of the She-Wolf

I’ve talked enough about me It’s time you looked in the mirror As I did a long time ago And see the monster you’ve become I pledged my loyalty and broke the promise But when I tried to make amends You spat in my face and were stubborn You wouldn’t listen to my request Then fired shots at me like I was the only problem It takes a lot to see ones self and take it all in When the results are less than you wanted But I did it and changed for the better You refuse to change for anything but the worse I feel for you as a good nice person And I feel out of love b/c you changed Into a horrible nagging bitch To