Bang echoed in the sky, off of clouds with silver linings, ringing through the lives of the lost, hopeless many; too few grew up enough to accept the destruction of their homeland; too few expected to rebuild; too few… too few…
ml
Moaning loudly and pressing
Holding a flower
Lighting a candle
Sipping tea
Sunshine
These are a few of my favorite things
palmed a spitfire above my head
its the sun
its getting closer
because my ambition’s fish reel
is no where near surreal
unreal noise,
goes on when i begin
to toy
with the blazing pathway I’m pacing
money circulates my mind
knocks on my door
burns my wallet
so I’m after it
I tend to be racing
down the blazing pathway im pacing
loud.
As I entered the club the first thought I had was” it loud in here. I could feel the beat of the band on stage. It was amazing. I weaved through the crowd and found my sister with her boyfriend. I personally don’t like him but I don’t always get my way so I learned how to like him. the band was made by a couple teens around my age. though I only recognized the drummer.
angel
the damn wolves next door howling all the damn time are getting on my last good nerve. I squeeze my pillow around m
a false terl
She is loud . Loud as a lion . lions are loud . Quite isnt loud loud isnt quite
grace
my daughters are loud as hell the last days. <i should maybe mention that english isnt my first language. =) but i really love my daughters espacially when they are loud as hell =)
school is coming ..
Robert Danner
I met a two year old today. My friend was babysitting her for her friend so she could go to her first day at her new job. She was so loud, but my friend kept shushing her. I felt bad that she was keeping a little kid quiet like that.
Andrew
Lower your voice he said, I said I already lowered my expectations, isn’t that enough? He smiled as I yelled some more.
The noise was deafening. He cocked his head like, “Let’s get out of here.” She nodded, squinting against the ruckus as they ducked through the crowd to the cool air of the summer night outside. It took her a second to get her bearings back, inhaling the open space in relief.
Everything louder than everything else. You are so loud. Stop louding at me. Live out loud. So loud so loud hard to shroud under all that loud. I said.
Paul
It echoed through the room with power and vibrancy. The rest of the unit shrank back a little, feeling slightly discomforted by the volume at which she spoke.
Kate
Gosh, the trucks really do know how to rumble at 3 in the morning, rumble loud and long and stir the mist in the air so it shakes like jello, you can see it clearly… I find comfort in the sound even when it annoys me profoundly.
Zoe
She was loud. She was proud. She was out and happy and may as well have bled rainbows if someone tried to cut her. She sat at the bar with the large windows so everyone could see her, sipping on a chocolate martini and wearing her newest red leather jacket.
No, she wasn’t looking for a lover. She just liked showing off. And she didn’t bother anyone while doing it.
Belinda Roddie
She hears a ringing in her ears- it’s all too much. Everything else FADES OUT as the buzzing takes over. Fuck, fuck, fuck, she thinks- I’m at work, I can’t handle this; calm down Laura, calm down. The ringing continues. But then- as she’s about to panic-
Bang echoed in the sky, off of clouds with silver linings, ringing through the lives of the lost, hopeless many; too few grew up enough to accept the destruction of their homeland; too few expected to rebuild; too few… too few…
Moaning loudly and pressing
Holding a flower
Lighting a candle
Sipping tea
Sunshine
These are a few of my favorite things
palmed a spitfire above my head
its the sun
its getting closer
because my ambition’s fish reel
is no where near surreal
unreal noise,
goes on when i begin
to toy
with the blazing pathway I’m pacing
money circulates my mind
knocks on my door
burns my wallet
so I’m after it
I tend to be racing
down the blazing pathway im pacing
loud.
As I entered the club the first thought I had was” it loud in here. I could feel the beat of the band on stage. It was amazing. I weaved through the crowd and found my sister with her boyfriend. I personally don’t like him but I don’t always get my way so I learned how to like him. the band was made by a couple teens around my age. though I only recognized the drummer.
the damn wolves next door howling all the damn time are getting on my last good nerve. I squeeze my pillow around m
She is loud . Loud as a lion . lions are loud . Quite isnt loud loud isnt quite
my daughters are loud as hell the last days. <i should maybe mention that english isnt my first language. =) but i really love my daughters espacially when they are loud as hell =)
school is coming ..
I met a two year old today. My friend was babysitting her for her friend so she could go to her first day at her new job. She was so loud, but my friend kept shushing her. I felt bad that she was keeping a little kid quiet like that.
Lower your voice he said, I said I already lowered my expectations, isn’t that enough? He smiled as I yelled some more.
The noise was deafening. He cocked his head like, “Let’s get out of here.” She nodded, squinting against the ruckus as they ducked through the crowd to the cool air of the summer night outside. It took her a second to get her bearings back, inhaling the open space in relief.
Everything louder than everything else. You are so loud. Stop louding at me. Live out loud. So loud so loud hard to shroud under all that loud. I said.
It echoed through the room with power and vibrancy. The rest of the unit shrank back a little, feeling slightly discomforted by the volume at which she spoke.
Gosh, the trucks really do know how to rumble at 3 in the morning, rumble loud and long and stir the mist in the air so it shakes like jello, you can see it clearly… I find comfort in the sound even when it annoys me profoundly.
She was loud. She was proud. She was out and happy and may as well have bled rainbows if someone tried to cut her. She sat at the bar with the large windows so everyone could see her, sipping on a chocolate martini and wearing her newest red leather jacket.
No, she wasn’t looking for a lover. She just liked showing off. And she didn’t bother anyone while doing it.
She hears a ringing in her ears- it’s all too much. Everything else FADES OUT as the buzzing takes over. Fuck, fuck, fuck, she thinks- I’m at work, I can’t handle this; calm down Laura, calm down. The ringing continues. But then- as she’s about to panic-