The Charity Chaser
I visit the same newsagent I see my mate Sanjay We have a chat about this and that And then I'm on my way Next door there's a charity shop Outside there are some bags Filled with things good people...
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I visit the same newsagent I see my mate Sanjay We have a chat about this and that And then I'm on my way Next door there's a charity shop Outside there are some bags Filled with things good people...
#acrostic. Should ye learn another's truth, hold it dear don't let it loose. Envy ye not the ones who know, another's deepest darkest woe.
Knowing when not to do anything is more inpoetant then knowing when to do something, my grandma tells me as I'm walking out of the back yard Body my grandma yells as she's getting up form her flower...
So this is a mini story for my main story Project 12/21 It happened when I was eight. I had no idea then, but slowly figured out as I grew older. The one thing that completely changed my life.
You say this is love, your heart beats only for me But can love be true from one that's not free. Is it passion or lust that give heat to your eyes. Are you telling me more then sweet little lies.
I know the difference. Between right and wrong. I know that morally. I must remain strong. The path that's right. Is crystal clear. It sparkles bright. Without regret or fear. I know the difference.
Watching two boxes Fall down into the big fire pit I Dug with my own two hands this Morning.
This morning I wake up Before my alarm goes off I have to be up at 7AM for work at Bulls pit the bar I've been working at for three weeks today.
When the path of fate Has two ways out, Do you know which you'd take, Without a doubt. When both options are wrong in their ways, Do you know which you'd choose, Without letting it faze.
Today I walked past another homeless man. Or perhaps it was the same homeless man as I see everywhere. I don't think I would know, I don't pay attention. This man asked for money from me, change.
The grim reaper's using me as a puppet, I'm an unwilling merchant of death, I really don't mean to kill you, Didn't mean to steal your last breath.
It seems I exceeded the word limit last time, so here's the last paragraph of chapter one. The wanderer looked after him in admiration.
I'd tip my hat and welcome you. Only if you'd bow too. Then I'd be your comfort. With a friendly little flirt. "More wine, my dear". I'd ask but keep your glass near. I'll slip in some pills.
"there he is!" Lilly-Ann pointed across the road to a glamorus limo gloding across the road towads them out steped Mr Glam and the girls stood upright so they looked like they had done this before.
Does the tittle even make sence any more. I made the money i needed charoling so i am oficialy NO LONGER IN DEBT. i even maneged to buy a ticket to the christmas dance.
- - - This is my take on the children's classic, "Jack and the Beanstalk" - - - He told me they were magical, Those little beans he had. But when I asked my mother She said I was a cad.
During a rock climbing expedition, an accident occurred, as some of the grappling hooks gave way.
The icy wind was harsh, as was the tone in his voice. He said: "One of us has to die. We have no other Choice!" They all looked at each other, each trusting his words where true.
Give 'em an inch they take a mile, Tell me friend is that your style. If I offered you a biscuit would you take the lot. Without a second thought on if you should have or not.
Her emaciated face loomed into view and he drew in a deep breath. She was as pale as a magnolia petal, dark shadows beneath her eyes.
To properly do penance, one must express contrition for ones sins and perform acts to repair the damage caused by those transgressions.
The crimson trail disappeared into the night, Hallucinated tracer seared across my sight. The melancholy farewell of departing flight, The last echo of home from fading plasma light.
The devils sugar is sweeter than most. He'll invite you to tea just so he can boast. His tea is the best, heavenly, angel, ghost. His scones slightly buttered, his crumpets, his toast.
Numbers 15 32: while the people of Israel were in the wilderness, they found a man gathering sticks on the sabbath day 33: and those that found him gathering sticks brought him to Moses and Aaron...