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DRIBBLE FACE Invader of body space, The man with the dribbles down his face. Burdens his simple woe, On unfortunate travelling foe, Who pray for the next stop, or hop to one carriage to the next. Dabs on repeat with his filthy rag, The dribble, dripping down his chin, Oh how his skin is so bristled and sagged. Poor Dribble Face, so silly and weak, If only he knew his future looked bleak, He never again would venture to speak.
Ermine Hair Skin Geisha pale, eyes forlorn Adorned in Reebok Classics and Parka jacket A child of the damned you wish to roam, In the putrid gutters you find your home Though you chose to wear, such garish, playful masks, They alone cannot disguise your troubled, haunting stare Oh how your hair is so pretty and fair, Like a Rabbit you are sure to fall into the snare On the kindness of strangers you wish to depend Only too happy to give favours to your brief, fleeting friends Oh how your hair is so Ermine and fair, Like a Rabbit you are sure to fall into the snare. By Natalie Wardle
About me
I am a female
Age: 20
I live in London E - United Kingdom Last online: 29/05/2008 My favorite films and tv shows: The
Kiteflyer
Les
400
Coups
Ghostworld
LustCaution
ChungKing
Express
Beat
Girl
Spun
Heathers
Dazed
and
Confused
and
Virgin
Sucides
I really like these kind of bands:
Psyhcosis
rock
Selfish
Cunt
80's
Matchbox
B-Line
Disaster
The
Horrorpops
Rage
Zico
Chain
Sisters
of
Mercy
Queen
Adreena
Tits
of
Death
The
Paddingtons
Jefferson
Airplane
Brian
Jonestown
Massacre
What I'm looking for:
to meet other writers, to make new friends, to show my work, to engage in intellectual debate, |
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