Posted September 15, 2009 at 8:36pm
My heart beats like an Indian’s drum,
Slow yet meaningful.
It is the soldier who lies in a pool of blood damning God for his misfortune.
It is the woman who cries herself to sleep after realizing that pain comes before pills in the dictionary,
And it’s the little boy who walks out of his door alone , realizing that the winds of life really do bite.
For I am not a guaranteed item for sale, I am an unreliable source.
I am a lie on my resume; cause I’ve only got one talent.
I don’t walk in other people’s shoes,
I steal their hearts.
I try to pretend that they’re my own.
Unfortunately, plastic hearts can’t fill what was never there to begin with.
— plastic hearts by larry :)
Posted August 21, 2009 at 3:56pm
Posted August 18, 2009 at 4:36pm
Posted August 11, 2009 at 11:48am
God, Andrew De Torres you are perfect.
Posted August 11, 2009 at 10:52am
<3
Posted August 10, 2009 at 4:41pm
