Uranium Kisses On Prescription

The heart is a volatile master, and his just
so happens to be made from uranium. You can't
dig into its very core without devastating
consequences. Fall out poisons the cheeks;
swollen to a bittersweet scarlet and migraine
sickness. The only thing that compares are the
cracked ribs and black eyes; gifts from the pit.

New Rock toes; playing footsie through inches
of metal and leather. He carries a prescription
for kisses and affection, but has no one to
administer his medication just the way he needs
it. Even Satan's minions need the quiet embrace
of sweet nothings sometimes. Abstract sweetheart.

You can only achieve studio quality screams
through the left hand side of the heart and lungs.
It's all about good versus evil. The left side
carries the traits of baby doll freckles and
a lyrical soul. He succumbs to the right far
too often - spiralling into fits of despair
and narcissism to the extreme.

Why has no one replied yet?
@ that.
"I'm not trying to pull you,
Even though I would like to,
I think you are really fit,
You're fit but my gosh, don't you know it!"

I think it’s really cool. I kinda don’t like the way it’s written though.
In my opinion it doesn’t quite flow as well as it should.

ooh I like I like

@ Ella

B.J:

ooh I like I like

@ Ella

Ella:

B.J:

ooh I like I like

@ Ella

cause you're just that great arent you

I love it. I especially love your poems about rockers. They, well...rock. XD

I love that.
Seriously.
It's so damn beautiful.

[Flawless Error]:

I love it. I especially love your poems about rockers. They, well...rock. XD

Haha. My rocker. Mine all mine. My little angel of the crypt

Thank you guys Thank you, sweethearts.

So uh, international_idiot, I was thinking we should get married

Sounds fun, sweetheart. Could be counted as bigamy, but what the hey?

"Even Satan's minions need the quiet embrace
of sweet nothings sometimes."

^ <3

Feeling better, hun? You're incredible!