A big, bad......WOOF!

Silly girl, should carry a pistol in that basket. duh.

When everything seems to go away
I can hear the silver call my name
Nothing happens when I pray, no
Nothing happens when I pray
No nothing gold ever stays

vertigo

n : a reeling sensation; feeling about to fall [syn: dizziness, giddiness, lightheadedness]

He got bad, and she got mad, he lowered one more time
And she got even
No one heard a single word and as the clock ticked from next door
I could hear her breathing

And I said good morning Mrs. Sumner I would like you to meet my friend Mr. Jones
He has a house made out of butterflies
I can't sleep sometimes but I've been told
It's a lonely condition called growing old
Let me stumble sometimes

I'm looking for a soul to cling to
Girl what you think about that

This time, well it all comes down
To loss and strain and butterflies
Then it comes right down to me

Hello have you been alright
Did you find a piece of something wrapped around the light side of your life
To make you feel better
Did you get out with your sanity
Did you save a little something for the people in need
And did you know with the rain in your pockets
You can change the weather

Is it just the total for the wages of our sins
And have you made yourself a victim
In a game that you can't win
And are we caving in
And does it all depend on loss and strain and butterflies
And does it come right down to me anymore
This time
Does it all come down
To loss and strain and butterflies

Hell of an angel
Skin that shines like pearls
Eyes that make your soul bleed
Innocent and sweet
Your friends surely agree
Like candy she's a real treat
But sugar's far from calm
I don't mean to alarm
By the time you blink
The shit kicks in

I'm walkin' up the stairs
My heart's beating fast
Following her legs
To her thighs
To her yeah, yeah, yeah

Like a knife at my throat
I like the way that she gropes
Her curves make my blood swim in my veins
Her pain comes in doses
Till you're one step closer
Then you're completely insane
Hung by a halo and stabbed by horns
Then she'll tell you they're both the same

I went to bed with an angel
At least that's what she said
But as she tore off her dress
Lord I must confess
I got the devil's daughter
I got the devil's daughter in my bed

...I die."

~Shakespeare~:Romeo and Juliet

plastic

This is one for the evil clown series, inspired by Zack's evil clown, because his really scared me. I wanted to do one that I personally found creepy. I don't like old dolls.

Moonlight on canvas, midnight and wine
Two shadows starting to softly combine
The picture they're painting
Is one of the heart
And to those who have seen it
It's a true work of art

Oh, the red strokes
Passions uncaged
Thundering moments of tenderness rage
Oh, the red strokes
Tempered and strong...Fearlessly drawn
Burning the night like the dawn

Steam on the window, salt in a kiss
Two hearts have never pounded like this
Inspired by a vision
That they can't command
Erasing the borders
With each brush of a hand

Oh, the blues will be blue and the jealousies green
But when love picks its shade it demands to be seen

Oh, the red strokes
Passions uncaged
Thundering moments of tenderness rage
Oh, the red strokes
Tempered and strong...Fearlessly drawn
Burning the night like the dawn

Steam on the window, salt in a kiss
Two hearts have never pounded like this

Garth Brooks

through a window