Dear Mr. Boring
Monday, June 23, 2014 | 1:01 AM | 4 comments
You bore the hell out of me when we chat
But still, it makes be happy, ironic?
When I hear your voice I need a halt
Why do I like you this much? I Can't help it.
But still, it makes be happy, ironic?
When I hear your voice I need a halt
Why do I like you this much? I Can't help it.
Labels: aian writes, can't help falling in love, cover, ingrid michaelson, love, poem, scphils
When I Feel Sad
Saturday, May 18, 2013 | 1:13 AM | 7 comments
I write stories, and I'm still aware of that. But I was surprised a month ago that I've been able to write a song, that was April 20, 2013-- 11:55 PM to April 21, 2013-- 04:21 PM. I was crying when I started writing this song which doesn't have a title yet:
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Labels: composition, poem, sad, song
