30 day song challenge
day 01 - your favorite song
day 02 - your least favorite song
day 03 - a song that makes you happy
day 04 - a song that makes you sad
day 05 - a song that reminds you of someone
day 06 - a song that reminds of you of somewhere
day 07 - a song that reminds you of a certain event
day 08 - a song that you know all the words to
day 09 - a song that you can dance to
day 10 - a song that makes you fall asleep
day 11 - a song from your favorite band
day 12 - a song from a band you hate
day 13 - a song that is a guilty pleasure
day 14 - a song that no one would expect you to love
day 15 - a song that describes you
day 16 - a song that you used to love but now hate
day 17 - a song that you hear often on the radio
day 18 - a song that you wish you heard on the radio
day 19 - a song from your favorite album
day 20 - a song that you listen to when you’re angry
day 21 - a song that you listen to when you’re happy
day 22 - a song that you listen to when you’re sad
day 23 - a song that you want to play at your wedding
day 24 - a song that you want to play at your funeral
day 25 - a song that makes you laugh
day 26 - a song that you can play on an instrument
day 27 - a song that you wish you could play
day 28 - a song that makes you feel guilty
day 29 - a song from your childhood
day 30 - your favorite song at this time last year
Part of my inspiration comes from sharing my love of poetry with readers like you. I think to myself: there'd be no point to writing if I were my only reader! Thank you all for visiting!
Friday, April 23, 2010
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
fuck ups
We're perfect for each other
mutually self-destructive
I want to have your babies
shipped off to Antarctica
I'd lock us up in a room
with only a bottle of whiskey
and our mouths for shot glasses
The music you write is part country
part razor blades and heroin binges
Makes me want to live in your veins
suck my oxygen through your bubbling gasps
If this were the thirties
I'd be face first in empty pockets
and you would be fit for the cloth straps
but it's a glorious new millennium
They say we're rockstars and role models
I think of you when I'm too drunk to think
just fuck ups with locked vaults for hearts
Perfect for each other
mutually self-destructive
I want to have your babies
shipped off to Antarctica
I'd lock us up in a room
with only a bottle of whiskey
and our mouths for shot glasses
The music you write is part country
part razor blades and heroin binges
Makes me want to live in your veins
suck my oxygen through your bubbling gasps
If this were the thirties
I'd be face first in empty pockets
and you would be fit for the cloth straps
but it's a glorious new millennium
They say we're rockstars and role models
I think of you when I'm too drunk to think
just fuck ups with locked vaults for hearts
Perfect for each other
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