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Post by Thrin on Oct 21, 2006 17:32:32 GMT
Wrote it after watching Velvet Goldmine. I think if I actually put some effort in and worked on it it'd be quite good  |
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Post by Goblin King on Oct 23, 2006 21:42:17 GMT
Well, don't over work it because it pretty good as it is. |
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Post by Thrin on Oct 23, 2006 23:36:26 GMT
Thanks Err can you change the thread title to something a bit more general? Seems a bit pretentious lol  |
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Post by Goblin King on Oct 24, 2006 21:46:23 GMT
I hope "The Poetry of the Thrin" isn't too formal. |
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Post by Thrin on Oct 24, 2006 22:00:00 GMT
Haha nah that's better  |
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Post by Thrin on Aug 6, 2007 11:32:03 GMT
This list,
These words that fill my cathedral head,
Take them as Red. Clear.
Bite your nails.
Suck your thumbs.
Do something.
Because I loved you too much.
There were secret agonies, hiding in corners.
Tailor-made, special,
Fore-going the nicities of normal pain.
So I can only allow myself this handful of minutes.
I was done,
Over and over, I was done
Breaking my wrists on the walls of your house.
Now I paint my nails blue,
Carve your lack of words into my skin,
And hope for something more than you.
I may have owed you something before;
A token of belief or trust,
But words have emptied themselves and this is my final time.
I am done.
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Post by Goblin King on Aug 8, 2007 22:27:37 GMT
Crikey.   |
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Post by Thrin on Aug 9, 2007 10:27:01 GMT
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Post by Goblin King on Aug 12, 2007 10:40:18 GMT
Kind of powerful.
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Post by Thrin on Aug 12, 2007 21:44:33 GMT
Yeah, it's a bit much I know, sorry bout that!
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