knife critch the chocolate puppy 980907 ... angie bleed 990208 ... I wish not to say shines brightly in my hands 990330 ... Amber is beautiful, bold and most kind of heart. 990330 ... deb he was my frantic boy crush with no vision to hold the gaze of i wanting love 000210 ... misstree cut up use you like i knife to peel back the skin and leave me raw. layers of day-to-day dust that muffle each movement are ripped away as passion's edge digs deeper. the bittersweet sting and scarlet pinpricks welling on flesh not meant to taste air refresh the sensations of life, and even after the blade is gone, the scarlet rivers quietly dried, and the sharp bite faded to a darker aching, i will pick at the scab and remember how you cut me. Copyright 2000, Dead Tree Inc. 000806 ... stan Superb 000806 ... stan even better the third time 000806 ... zavyman My friend, my friend he's got a knife A statement from his former life When he was easy but alone Beside him was an empty throne But what of silver silken blade Affix his gaze, his features staid Grasps the handle, clips the cable One steps up, sits at his table My friend, my friend, he's got a knife My friend, my friend, he's got a wife My friend, my friend, the clever ruse Persuasion through his thoughts peruse A hidden relic from his past That wasn't there when he looked last He feels it ticking like a bomb Feeding fear, assaulting calm Takes the object, starts the game Moves closer to the flame My friend, my friend, the clever ruse My friend, my friend, he lights the fuse My friend, my friend, he's got a knife My friend, my friend, he's got a knife My friend, my friend, he's got a knife ---Phish - My Friend My Friend 000808 ... Sincerely spoon: Oh, I wish I were something else for a day. It is not as if I am discontent or even pining to live any other life than my own. I know, spoons are sexy, but for one day..... just one, I would like to be a knife. I want to cut deep and smile like I know more than you think. I want to be respected and feared. just give me one day... 000913 ... nemo my knife it's sharp and chrome come see inside my bones all of the fiends are on the block I'm the new king I taste the queen in here we are all anemic in here anemic and sweet so go get your knife and come in so go get your knife and lay down so go get your knife now kiss me I can float here forever in this room we can't touch the floor in here we're all anemic in here anemic and sweet so 010610 ... birdmad twist this brittle blade lodged just short of my heart break away too close to remove and everytime i feel this way, the sharp sting deep within, in a place where there are no nerves just serves to remind 010610 ... optic discretion I like knives ... they make my food bite size. 020119 ... Grievance Charcoal and Rain poured over each other in the cathedral. Charcoal grasped the memories slippling through Rains tranlucent soul, and Rain never managed to feel again, letting the knife slip slowly through Charcoal, killing all her grief, killing all her sanction, redemtion... Rain walked out of the cathedral and left all of her sanctuary's behind her, and embraced the tempest that made her. 020129 ... pat sajak the chocolate puppy 020701 ... sylvia plath i took up the silver knife and cracked off the cap of my egg. then i put down the knife and looked at it. i tried to think what i had loved knives for, but my mind slipped from the noose of the thought and swung, like a bird, in the center of empty air. 020912 ... Altar Mack certainly was a big one. 030119 ... Stephanie cold, heartless, beautiful, terrifying.. so beautiful... It shines in the darkness, catches the light and reflects it around the room... reflects my face, my eyes... my soul. Double bladed - two edged. Trust not. Trust all. 030520 ... birdmad the line on my forehead needs a touch-up 030520 ... Caxton I picked up the knife..as I looked at the blade. And something inside me tells me I should have stayed. Four months have passed, and I haven't been here. I think this was something that I always did fear. Millions of words, and thousands of thoughts.. Something has died, from the blood and the clots. Sliver and slender, the pain that I feel. Cold and inviting, the death that is real. Black eyes of stone, and my insides are gone. This coffin I'm in...and the pain I brought on. 031117 ... going nowhere and i find it kinda funny, i find it kinda sad... the dreams in which im dieing are the best iv ever had. to bleed is to be alive, and to be alive is to bleed. ...what else is there. it makes me laugh at myself. it makes me drowsey... but tomoro it makes me stupid. 040328 ...   push it in between the ribs and now, since i can't scream or cry twist it. 040329 ... Tenra that first cut slicing down my arm that sweet release from the bonds you tied to me dripping dripping blood and the bright burnished knife i hold in my hand as i taste freedom. 050322 what's it to you? who go blather from