Tina Sena (03/24/1978 / Mass)
Biography of Tina Sena
I love Robots!
Tina Sena Poems
Sure/go to cali/have fun/bring me back/a silver gun/ let me shoot/a hole in the sky/give the moon/another eye/so I can see/deep inside/in the place/where all time hides/where people go/after their gone/and love
Why when you look at me, nothing is there? Behind your eyes, your soul is cold.
Some day I'll be the woman you want, and guess what? I won't want you. I won't care about what you do.
The Cult Of Apollo
Pythia's daughter at Apollo's command, give the soldier his one demand.
falling fire tempers flared I've been mad and you've been
I am putting it all on hold. The love. The happiness... and all that mess.
Friday Morning Ramble
Chasing you a mile a minute, you set me free, I set you in it. And on the bridge from you
Get Thee Behind Me...Myself.
Get thee behind me... myself. Taketh the breath I expell...and damn it
Flirtation With The Wall
Hello Michael, standing over there. So mine.
The Sky It falls Like rain on glass.
No knight in shining armor, because the horse is rather small.
I am hungry for... something- whatever. But it's gone.
Night heat, Quiet street, Death is Round
Lost (Poems Of Horror)
Little Princess, Little Prince, hanging from a ledge, don't let go, don't you know, you've fallen from the edge?
Why when you look at me,
nothing is there?
Behind your eyes, your
soul is cold.
All that is left for me is a
hollowed out space,
a cold dark place,
a fake smile on your face.