Monday, July 27, 2009
Toast BY: LANNON MCGREGOR
Here's to her,
That brown eyed girl.
The one who stole my heart.
The times we had,
The good, the bad,
Was a memorable piece of art.
Neither Da Vinci's Code,
Nor Michaelangelo,
Could create a greater masterpiece.
So i'll sit and wait,
For that special day,
When you finally draw it for me.
one love 3 L.MOTHERFUCKER
Insomniac By Lannon McGregor
On my back, the ceilings cracks,
Taunting me with their numbers.
And even on my side, I still can’t find
Comfort under the covers.
Every creek and faucet leak,
Leaving me wide awake;
I just want to dream, so kill me please,
'Cause this is more than I can take!
My eyes are red in this sleepless bed.
As the dawn invites the sun,
It’s rest I chase at a zombie pace,
In a race that night has always won.
*yawn*
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