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Post by >>BLACKiE! ]} on Jan 24, 2009 20:22:06 GMT -5
now i'm unbreakable it's unmistakable nothing can touch me nothing can stop me
hey, love. how's it going? it's me. your nightmare or your dream. come true. it's your choice.
i wander your memories. i haunt your path. can't shake me off. can't get rid of me easily.
you can gain my trust if your figure me out. but figuring me out is hell. you can't read me like a book. i'm a mystery inside of a mystery.
eyes toned olive betray nothing brown tabby pelt reveals not a trace rough, lithe features bear her secrets but not for you
i'm perfectly comfortable in my body don't give a damn, really, what others think flattery never hurt someone, though but i'm me, and that's just who i am
i, you, he, she, they. pronouns. i don't care what you think. he and she together form they. don't care what they think either.
the reverberations of mysteriousness live in me. they thrive and swirl and shroud. i really can't stand perfection. everything, love, is flawed.
not a goody two-shoes no need for approval from anyone secretive and quiet solitary but never lonely
i'm a rebel, really. but my revolutions are quick. silent. deadly. i already know i'm headed straight for hell. so why not live a little while i'm at it?
i have ways of getting what i want. seduction leads to destruction of others. not many good points in me-- --but that means not many bad points either.
i scare you, i know i sound evil. wrong. odd. but like beauty, that's all in the eye of the beholder so what will you behold?
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