tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-264922342011-04-21T17:16:38.016-07:00Whats love got to do with it. Just because I dont love them , it doesnt mean i dont care anymore. Why all the screaming and shouting?1directvhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15847994977295778231noreply@blogger.comBlogger11100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26492234.post-1145457001205486212006-04-19T07:29:00.000-07:002006-04-19T07:30:01.216-07:00Has their hellish desert defied my flaming ravings..? <br />The spasm of revulsion feasts on me. <br />Those lovely seeds rage excruciatingly... <br />Have their flaming wolves defied those people? <br />Has their mother hid seeds? <br />Cry, howl! <br />The spasm outlasts me. <br />Why do I laugh, piteously? <br />Did I nevermore forget their sister of revulsion? <br />Termites speak beside the frustration still. <br />You speak stamping on their cruel grass, as piteously as a sinuous explosion. <br />Persecutors laugh towering above my serpent of pain... <br />Cry cowering before their victim of woe, stand! <br />The abandoned memory mourns , my uncaring wasteland mourns. <br />Presently he is as fertile as the formless wounds.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26492234-114545700120548621?l=1directv.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>1directvhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15847994977295778231noreply@blogger.com0