Put iTunes on shuffle, take the first line from the first 20 songs and use them to make a poem. Use the first line of the 21st song as the title.
I know I stand in line until you think you have the time to spend an evening with me
How long before I get in
Where is a moment when needed the most
When you’re on a holiday
Mama, take this badge from me
When he took the three disciples
Expelled oh from love
Don’t hold yourself like that
Now that I’ve met you
In the days of my youth
If you’ll be my star
Desmond has his barrow in the marketplace
Shot through the heart
There's a song that's inside of my soul
After one whole quart of brandy
Every day is so wonderful
Don’t be so quick to walk away
Back in black
I thought love was only true in fairy tales
A little less conversation
How many special people change.
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Doesn't it make sense in some twisted way? *tilts head* Do this tag, everyone!!
12/13/2008
12/02/2008
erase and rewind
So this is how it ends,
with a backstory
a confidence
a kiss to the shoulder
while pondering the soulsucking vagaries of life
and love and girlie friendship
with cigarettes and adrakwali chai
and khayali pulao.
Oh, to think what I gained on that machan
by losing what I never really had
in the first place.
To A. - beautiful, edgy, sexily smart - I wish you courage and conviction
and the best of luck. Men are scum.
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