Peering through the loose, worn seam
Between the sleep-world and reality,
Before daylight, after dream:
That is where I'll love you, where I'll be.
--Adapted from the movie "Hook"
Peering through the loose, worn seam
Between the sleep-world and reality,
Before daylight, after dream:
That is where I'll love you, where I'll be.
--Adapted from the movie "Hook"
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Sono un peccatore dell'anno ottantamila -- un menzonero
Remember if you will, the day that sat quite still. A moment frozen in time, with no reason or rhyme.
In the evening things move about, my sight cannot see, when I wake to look, they all run and flee. Such curious creatures, they never leave a trace, Just one glimpse is all I ask, to look upon a face.
Everyday he stands along, talking into empty air, his life seems so deprived, really not fair. Yet, in all his seeming grace, never once does a frown touch that face.
Everybody is having fun Some of them, eating a bun Everyone buys a red nose This year they even have toes. Red noses raise money for comic relief So everybody have some belief!.
Wind in my hair, Beat others there, Run with friends, Sprint on bends, Compete together, No matter the weather, Enjoy the run, It's a ton of fun!.
March is a season full of joy Maybe you get a new toy It is also a walk, So do not talk, I think it's time for spring And I her a ring And all of this is march...
Your words have cut me like a knife You have left me here in pain Your actions have scared the hell out of me And I'm slowly going in sane.
The soft touch of her skin, causes me to think of sin. Lust that just isn't right, in my mind a constant fight.
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