Sunday, October 19, 2008
overview
When puting these entries from my notebook onto my blog, I found myself trying to change them as I wrote. I thought if I changed a few things the piece would be more appealing. But I had to make myself leave them be. I used different colors and font to make each piece an individual. But for sure....I would not like to put anymore pieces from my notebook onto my blog for viewing..:)
Not good enough
The author made his sculpture to please her
Although it never happened
The brown wood wasn't good enough
Either was the size
Brown
Ugly
Wood
The artist felt pain
He couldn't please her
Nor would he ever
Stupid bitch he thinks
And what an ugly sculpture
Too many pieces
Just thrown together
It was made just for her
Maybe not enough time was spent
Although it never happened
The brown wood wasn't good enough
Either was the size
Brown
Ugly
Wood
The artist felt pain
He couldn't please her
Nor would he ever
Stupid bitch he thinks
And what an ugly sculpture
Too many pieces
Just thrown together
It was made just for her
Maybe not enough time was spent
Lifes too short
*Had she not got into that fight with her husband last night, getting up this morning wouldn't have been so hard. Her little girl was not happy or interested for her first day of school. Her iritability made the situation worse. She hadn't noticed untill loading her daughter in the car, with all the rushing around that she had picked out two different socks. Too late now. She thought to herself, how could I ruin my dughters first day of school...life is way too short.
What will she do today?
She sees him coming
As fear bulds up inside er
What had she done today?
He glares with intent to hurt
He knows of what he does
What had she done today?
She knows hiding will do no good
With a man who apparently knows eveyrthing
She wonders
She hopes
She dreams
Of a new beginning
What will she do today?
As fear bulds up inside er
What had she done today?
He glares with intent to hurt
He knows of what he does
What had she done today?
She knows hiding will do no good
With a man who apparently knows eveyrthing
She wonders
She hopes
She dreams
Of a new beginning
What will she do today?
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