| My best friend. She can't give a true smile in front of a camera, so I told her not to smile. That worked. Oh, how I miss the summer. |
Christmas EveHere I am Sitting in the living room The fire dancing Stockings barely out of reach Of the flames.Christmas Eve
The Christmas tree Stands in the corner Coated with ornaments Shimmering in the firelight.
The fruit cake Sits proudly on the table Where it seems to end up every year.
And here comes Santa Claus Riding his Christmas chariot, Happy to receive his cookies In exchange for toys and candy Granting the nice little boys and girls Their holiday treat, As snow falls to the ground Glistening in the pale moonlight Of
Your Glass HouseI bang on the doors Of your glass house, I scream your name through the night As the wolves howl at the moon, I sit in your yard Singing my sad song.Your Glass House
No matter what I do You don't take notice Of my pain, My suffering, My love.
I see you through the glass walls And you just stare right past me.
I sit in the rain Cold and wet Because you still won't let me in.
Love Is WarThrown to the ground By the blast of overwhelming emotions, Bullets punching through my heart As the one I love shoots me down. I survive somehow, Yet that was to be expected.Love Is War
I sprint across the battlefield
And cross enemy lines. My assailants haven't noticed me yet, But they soon will when I singlehandedly bring them down.
There is no avoiding it, One side must fall if they don't form an alliance, Only to get back up And start fighting once again.
Love is war.
Cheating Out RiddlesIsolation ABC's The riddle of my life Just a short paragraph Punctuated By faceless miseries With the strokes of the sun Highlighted in green. The words all pointCheating Out Riddles
To a description Of a breath of wind That no one will guess But no one will try. Particles of smoke in corners I have memorized from the countless hours waiting for a nameless joy Yet to come.... But i've moved on. But that made me closer To the answer After I have
Long forgotten the question. When your mind has wandered And you have strayed The
Love is WarErratic Frantic My heart pounds beneath my chest As i race across the mine field and pray to reach the other side intact.Love is War
To everyone else, I sit in the corner staring into his eyes.
In my mind
I slash through a wild jungle in the night, cold and wet and filthy.
To the real world, he sees me trip and fall over my own feet.
Lost in the desert, I search for shelter from the advancing armies.
Words of hate Artillery as I see it. Dodging and jumping and searching desperately for solid ground.
Pulling myself out of the hungry qu
| My name is GIG. Okay, those are my initials. I love photography, writing poetry, drawing random things. I also love being a musician. My babies are Amos (my Tenor Saxophone), Charlotte (my Guitar), and Ezmeralda (my Canon Powershot g11). I'm the weirdest girl you'll ever meet, the most outgoing, AND the awesomest (I love that word). I am a varied artist. I don't just do one thing. I am myself, myself is me, me is I. I am wild as a jaguar, I sting like a bee, I joke like a clownfish (what the heck). I am a passionate person no doubt, which causes me much daily pain, but I manage (humor is my escape. I hide behind my radiant smile and my insane laugh). This tears down my emotional defense wall, so I will occasionally take things personally. Inspiration hits me like a bullet. Ask me anything (literally) and I will answer.^^  you guys!(I like my sombrero.) |
A Collection Of Songs
Jolly
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I feel the need to constantly inflict my awesomeness upon others.
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I feel the need to constantly inflict my awesomeness upon others.
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You know you have problems when you spell rettard wrong.
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I feel the need to constantly inflict my awesomeness upon others.
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You know you have problems when you spell rettard wrong.
You are only getting mad at yourself.
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I feel the need to constantly inflict my awesomeness upon others.
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You know you have problems when you spell rettard wrong.
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