Boring Cheese Ideas

Killa Cheese,
Raining Down,
Killa Cheese Ball.
Rolling Down,
Killa Liquid Cheese,
Dripping Down

The Unrequited Life

I once thought the best story was the one left untold, that a man who could honestly say that he lived his life to the best. I pitied the man sitting high upon his bar stool bragging about the shorter things of life. I simply dismissed it as an act of self encouragement for one lacking in it. Yet, time is a cruel mistress, things change and not everyone lives happily ever after.

Sitting on the Ice Cover Roof of Self Doubt and Inadequate Sex

Slippery Slip,
Quick Sip,
Empty bottle's last drop,
Climbing to the very top,
Balancing on the tip,

Screaming the awful cry,
wish you were gonna die,
push me off the top,
then a quick drop,
and say good bye

The Countless Coulds of the Unrequited Life

Anticipation of a dyeing cry,
Shaking the knees,
turning the stomach,
sharp glance,
a moment of contact,
cold stare,
burning to the ground,
head down,
and feet fluttering,
chalk another one on the wall

Hot Leaded Steel Burning the Eyes of Truthful Actions

Hot Steaming Rain,
Screaming down the lane,
Open your eyes,
up in the sky,
and release the sane

Dancing Wildly Under The Preconstructed Glory of Life

Look out,
flying brick,
heading towards a head,
your path be curvey,
you mind is straight,
but watch out brick,
the conflict is near

Shapeless control

May I take your order,
delusional disorder,
would you like frys with that,
fried deep with animal fat,
its just a recorder,

Where did the people go,
leaving this desire to know,
communicable wires,
loaded with liars,
yet empty with no show,

burn it down,
dancing all around,
crucify the unrequited,
and all became ignited,
the vain hope surround,

the combusting masses,
screaming as time passes,
was it all alone,
or just never shone,
hidden behind dark glasses,

please come again,
letting it explain,
the fruitless desires,
of all it requires,
desolate friar,

Hero of the bright night

Heroes aren't born,
they give no scorn,
forged in fire,
of utter desire,
but never mourn,

Feeble and weak,
masses will shriek,
demanding an answer,
malignant cancer,
forever meek,

They do not fight
for what's right,
they abstract
but not act,
under the might,

Thus the hero appear,
and all give cheer,
he fights for good,
and all he should,
not all is clear,

Hero of the light,
bring thy darkest night,
once forgotten,
all goes rotten,
of anguishing delight,

Feeble we cry,
hoping to die,
nothing is pure,
forbid light to obscure,
and just defy

Plagiarism String

Bowls of cash
bunches of fruit
a $20 porn
sexy like this body
I got it for you
one disc and girls only
found dirty and scratched
like your soul
hail somebody full of bountifully fruit
favor and glorification
some bright tale
demonstrate it some more
one more time
put your face in the chest and open your eyes

Lost Humanity

Everyone is a whore,
demanding for more,
if just a dream,
a systematic regime,
the fruitless promise of before

Quickened Summary of Existence

Life,
unreliable, imperfection,
broken, heartless, dreams,
vile, resurrection,
Death

Temptations of a Painless Soul

Apple Sauce is a message,
hidden in a jar,
mushed gooey goodness,
with apples from a far,
hear the vacuum seal pop,
scream with sinful ecstasy,
chunky warm and angelic,
understand sweet and sour,
awakening of my death,
the fruit of my desire