mine birdmad gold salt land shaft 010129 ... chanaka you are mine under my thumb my wish is your command if i'm not happy, you're not (yes, i am hallucinating) you are mine? 010129 ... silentbob You cannot have what obviously is not yours 010129 ... pilgrim Don't touch it! Don't breathe on it! Don't cast a shadow on it! Don't even think about it! It's Mine I tell you! MINE!!! 010202 ... duck season "dethpicable" 010202 ... fallen you never really were mine.....were you?.....you never really were mine....were you?!......i could tear you to pieces and you still would've never been mine......burn holes through your flesh...through your soul......and you were never mine.... i could lay you down in a field of heather....i could teach you my fire dance.....no...no...none of these things.....you are not mine....and as these doors slam shut... don't try to be mine .....the time is past....my eyes are closed to you.... 010203 ... mikey no green is MINE! me me me me me me me. these irish eyes are smiling upon the rivers of green envy let the whispers of my tears wash away all the sorrows of the meek. man i like what i just wrote. 010306 ... nocturnal um, actually I do believe I read that your eyes are hazel. mine are green, which go well with my dark red hair. I know, sounds like I'm irish, but I'm not. my calculus TA is, though. he has an accent. even though it's always about math, I still like listening to him talk. maybe I can find it in my heart to share green with you, but I'll have to think about it. 010306 ... nocturnal oh, and what you just wrote, yeah, it's pretty good. 010306 ... Aimee My eyes are beautiful, They are mine. I love my eyes, I would love them even if they were not mine. 010311 ... unhinged i wish my heart was mine not yours my life my wasted hours my wasted brain cells my lack of sleep everything that i lack taken not mine yours 010325 ... johnny west I wrote a song called "Mine" a little less than a year ago. It took maybe fifteen minutes to write it. I just strummed the guitar and wrote out the words that came to me. When I was finished, I thought: "Hmmmm. It's probably the most accessible thing I've done in a while. Not commercial, but some people might actually enjoy listening to it." I recorded it. Over time, I began to realize that I had written about the one half-baked "relationship" I've had with a girl. But, at the time I was writing it, I wasn't thinking of anything at all. Just..."what doesn't sound like contrived shit?" I wrote something personal without even trying. And it was probably more effective that way. If I had gone out of my way to write about Agnes (that was her name), my words would have been bitter. Instead, they're just honest. Observe: "I never needed time to heal You never needed time to heal Cause nothing that we went through ever was real" Maybe it's shit. Sure. And it rhymes, which is something I try to avoid when I can. But it's true. None of it was real. I read too much into a few friendly/sadistic gestures ("She touched me! Holy shit!) and created something that didn't exist. She was only taking advantage of my blindness. And, at the end of the song, five of my voices harmonize with themselves. Lovely! 010325 ... Toxic_Kisses That’s what this place ~feels~ like @ the moment, my own secret hiding place from everyone/thing. But I don't think anyone can REALLY own something, just bc it happens to be in your possession doesn’t mean you own it. 011218 ... distorted tendencies Why is everything so fucking hard for me? Yeah I could never tell you how I feel. Even though you may feel the same way, I don't want this feeling to ever end.I want to keep it mine. 021015 ... Bespeckled Looking at the back of your neck, the side of your face lit by the flashing lights of your computer screen, idly tossing my headband around your finger while you wait for your game to re-load, you look trusting, not worried about me hurting you, not worried about being vulnerable, so comfortable that you're totally absorbed and oblivious to such dark thoughts and I wonder if I am even capable of hurting someone so sweet and precious that I can look at the back of your neck and think only of love, love, love, love and thoughts so tender that they would smother you with their sugary affection. And then all I want to do is protect you. Even though your taller than me, and stronger than me, and get angrier than me. You're tender. I see it. You touch me. And when you look down at me and small, so open I couldn't ask for a more whole feeling in the world. 090414 ... flux workin in a coal_mine #devo 140730 what's it to you? who go blather from