knife_twisting birdmad every event was a jab and every memory cranked the blade, scraping bone and ruining flesh. twitching in the razor wire snares that divide the trenches these fields are haunted they grow inside my head 020408 ... Daria Does this share any relation with spoon bending? 020408 ... yummychuckle today his girlfriend sat down in front of me and gave me THAT look. and it wasnt even for the right thing because she thinks that her boyfriend is telling the trutha nd i am making up crazy lies to break them up or something. and when she gave me THAT look i just felt the knife in my stomach twisting. I actually imagined my guts falling out and all this red pouring out in front of her. but i guess I was the only one who saw it. 020408 ... unhinged i copied a lot of them there are in a stack of them on my desk my bach_goddess read them said i should give them to her but she was afraid that they wouldn't mean anything to her and i'm pretty convinced that they won't mean anything to her wasted time wasted breath no more use in trying 020408 ... misstree to write poetry is to twist a knife and bleed ink. 020408 what's it to you? who go blather from