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Thinking about it, My day was really fun, Laughing and singing, Running in the sun, Dancing to the Time Warp, Cause that's what we do, It puts a smile on my face, So I don't feel blue, First we had...
Her figure of perfectly placed curves, You have to stop and observe, She radiates a maternal feel, Her eyes so deep so surreal.
Tiny hands, tiny feet Tiny kisses are so sweet Little fingers, little toes Lots of laughter very few woes As they play through the world amazed they wander Joyful peace as they slumber for tired...
Isn't it sad to be a pair in a deck of cards.
The answer is very simple to me I write because it sets me free Weaving words with love together Let's me journey beyond forever Delving into my imagination Fills my heart with quiet elation From...
If my world was a rainbow, I would definitely be green, Green is a fresh colour, The freshest ever seen, If my world was a hardback book, It would be very well loved, and old, It would be red, with...
Everyone watch For copy kitty. She steals your answers, Is ever so witty. Watch your back Copy kitty's around. Copyright your opusses, Make it safe and sound.
Morning has risen. The sun has stayed in. I'm shutting my eyes. Don't want to begin. Why do we feel. That we have to get wetter. Before British weather. Starts to get better. The holidays near.
I love you all, very dearly. From my Opussian family. To my Followers Force. Have a splendid day without remorse. Good night, my Opussian family. Congrats to those who moved up with me.
Night-time,. A soft cradle of black,. A harsh darkness,. The living shadow,. The inky night,. The crow's feather,. A soothing embrace,. Rocking me to sleep,. A pitch black disguise,.
Teabags, F*** you all around. My mother drinks you by the pound. You're so gross, so sweet and thin, My mom would put some whiskey in. And then, she'd make awful, dumb sounds.
Love is a flame,. That never dies,. An endless hope,. That will forever survive,. Love is a kiss,. A hug to,. Love is someone saying I love and need you,. Love is someone that always cares,.
you make me feel like, I was not alone, and you tie me down forever, but I would die on this throne. as the shock waves settle, I was not alone, we wear this crown together, all I've ever known.
I think I've got the giggles, It started very small.
I use teabags made in China Because there are none finer But Indian tea Just as good for me I drink it when I'm in a diner Then there's the teabag from Wales Which needs a boost to its sales It's...
Inky pages,. Leather bound,. Filled with secrets,. Never found,. Messy writing,. Confused words,. Filled with poems,. Never heard,. Ink splatters,. Green and blue,. Filled with things,.
Here is how you make the perfect tea for me, it is quite easy...
I wish i was a teabag so i could stay at home all day, And talk to other teabags In a teabag sort of way. l'd like to be a teabag and.
My heart shattered. Pieces scattered. All on the floor. As soon as I opened that door. Why was I so foolish. I thought you were worth it. I fell for tricks. Ended up lovesick. I thought you had cared.
B rooding like some goon. R emembering all of his gloom. O ppressed and so full of doom. O h, something is coming soon. D epressed and shity he croons.
The wishing well. Comes to light. I wish and wish. With all my might. I wish to be pretty. Not to be fake. Not gain weight. Whilst eating cake. I wish I was butterfly. That flies around. Flying high.
'No man is an island', Yet I am not a man, I struggle every single day, As only humans can. 'No man is an island', I'll believe it when it's true, I never see an 'island', When I look at you.
I live in a land of letters, I live with the written word, I live where dreams are all transcribed, I live with the absurd.
Oh ladies, won't you raise the roof It's time for you to tell the truth Please let out your secret plan What is it that makes up your man.