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I remember when we broke up the first time Saying, "This is it, I've had enough," 'cause like We hadn't seen each other in a month When you said you needed space.
What a Saturday I thought we'll when I had got home from work mum would have surely got a phone call of my trouble making so I decided to just plug my ear phones in and listen to never getting back...
What a Saturday I thought we'll when I had got home from work mum would have surely got a phone call of my trouble making so I decided to just plug my ear phones in and listen to never getting back...
Chapter 4 Many years ago two young children where promised a treat, they where to be taken to the circus, the two children had never been to a circus before they where very exited.
Dont know how i got here... Yet i am here... Much like birth you just find ur self existing... So lets give it a try!.
Chapter 2 Barely half an hour after his flat had hurled itself at him, James Bond found himself staring at the brass plaque inconspicuously bearing the legend 'Universal Exports'.
Beautiful, rays of light. Studying, the minerals' flight. Shining lines across my eyes. Revealing dust, and little flies. Feeding plants, green and dead. Always getting enough, well fed.
I feel FLABBERGASTED. My Physical Education mates are making fun of my thin body. Indistinct insults, referring to other words unknown in this story. Anyway, I'm not Shakespeare.
#acrostic Armour binds us Makes us strong enough to Overcome any that try to hurt Us or our Righteous amour..
I have an iPhone, an iPad, an iMac, a nice car, a job and a boat. I have a wonderful daughter, a son in law(ish) and an amazing granddaughter.
"Ok mum I'm going to work"I grunted strolling down to the door of the bedroom "We'll good Cali because maybe for once in a life time I won't have to beg on my knees to your editor......" "MUM I...
Into muddy waters My vision now blurred I am speaking But I don't think you heard I am exhausted Too weak to now fight The words won't come As my throat constricts tight Is this it.
Guiding you through life. Us is all it will be. Always there. Rough is not what she is. Deciding you fate. Includes your families safety. Always keep you going. Never leaving your side.
I am the barren tree,. All the leaves have fallen - vacated,. I stand tall yet lonely,. I feel bare, completely naked,. Hundreds of years old I am,. The wise old lonely oak,.
We'll take the morning by the hand. Though we're apart, I understand. I'll spend some time in wonderland. And dream a little dream of us. We walk alone, mid-afternoon.
Do you ever sit down and watch the soaps and think; 'WOMEN ARE NOT PUNCH BAGS!!!!'.
#acorn. Not feeling the pain anymore. Staring all day and night at the floor. Not wanting to cry anymore. My tears are dry as I told you before. Not wanting to talk anymore.
The double zeros discourage me. A hero not worries me. Make me happy i came. Was my writing to blame. Am i bad. Am i good. I tell by the numbers. For they tell me what i cant ever force out of anyone.
While not quite within this world, I lie back with fists tightly curled,. The blankets held tighter and fingers turning whiter,. I look past our realm of light and travel seamlessly into night,.
As I search the world for hallowed ground, and hallowed people, looking from ocean to ocean, soul to soul, and there, in you, I found a piece of my puzzle But only a small piece, and a peace as...
It was a surprise. Unexpected and new. Setting free your emotion. Reborn in seconds. Drugged by you. Sliding under the wave. Heartbeat pulsing. Vein throbbing. Faint from your touch. Intricate webs.
Crumpled. Gray. Thats my life today. When your harsh words slapped my heart and made me bleed. More or less like a piece of trash. Its all im meant to be. Crinkled. Gone. Is the passion in my song.
[B]lack rose, dark shroud on [L]ife grows weary, grows night [A]nd day merge into Grey [C]an you see me mummy.
Soft white feet upon white snow. When my face catches the fires glow. Wooded valleys. Opened plaines. Blue-green oceans. Like a magic potion. You speak of me like a golden glow.