Tuesday, April 10, 2012
Friday, April 6, 2012
Eva Cassidy - Fields Of Gold (The Original Montage 1996) Blues Alley Washington DC (((Stereo))) - YouTube
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priscilla willis
Wednesday, April 4, 2012
Just the facts maa'm
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priscilla willis
You lie cheat and steal too
deny what feel you
chirp with birds on Sunday
EAT YOUR WORDS ON MONDAY
Messiah all selective few
would have your back when
when thought held..true
Saturday, September 25, 2010
Elegant lies, Inelegant ties...
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priscilla willis
What feral dogs bark at my door?
As I lick my wounds,
In de rigor discord,
Whose music do I play?
Or verses time has left to say,
What chattels at my core?
Deny me life I've lived before,
On my horizon I see tears,
Embark on my face to empty years,
Is there nowhere left to turn?
Except sideways where I will spurn
And then burn...
As I lick my wounds,
In de rigor discord,
Whose music do I play?
Or verses time has left to say,
What chattels at my core?
Deny me life I've lived before,
On my horizon I see tears,
Embark on my face to empty years,
Is there nowhere left to turn?
Except sideways where I will spurn
And then burn...
Thursday, September 23, 2010
individual
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priscilla willis
Solely self inflicted
Jury Judged Convicted
On them I've fed
Salty years I've bled
A society in form, though not in norm
Their eyes rake as headless mouths intake
A knotted pine snake heedless to participate,
I am in the middle of a thirst that slaked so little;
'I freaked when steel teeth gleamed brittle solutions'
A fistful of retributions means bitter restitution...
Oh Give me the salivation~~
Of a petri dish of a nation~~
Drench in cream, stir in oil, I will never eat that!
With blow hards and carbs and ministries of garbs
You're not wolf you're wolfs dying breath contained,
As bloody sheets and gray streets bleed blood into shame
And monkey thimbles play rat -a -tat – tat on your heart...
While the mind is plagued by missteps tripped up into reality,
And hat tricks plays in a story full of mindless pricks,
The lightening strikes twice on thunder driven carrion.
Jury Judged Convicted
On them I've fed
Salty years I've bled
A society in form, though not in norm
Their eyes rake as headless mouths intake
A knotted pine snake heedless to participate,
I am in the middle of a thirst that slaked so little;
'I freaked when steel teeth gleamed brittle solutions'
A fistful of retributions means bitter restitution...
Oh Give me the salivation~~
Of a petri dish of a nation~~
Drench in cream, stir in oil, I will never eat that!
With blow hards and carbs and ministries of garbs
You're not wolf you're wolfs dying breath contained,
As bloody sheets and gray streets bleed blood into shame
And monkey thimbles play rat -a -tat – tat on your heart...
While the mind is plagued by missteps tripped up into reality,
And hat tricks plays in a story full of mindless pricks,
The lightening strikes twice on thunder driven carrion.
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