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Out in the ocean, one day in my boat I sailed that much further than ever before The wind strong and pushy and blew where it will And soon I was lost, and nowhere to be found T'was such an...
You took me to the palace for a high tea served for two, You found out all about be and I found out about you, The classical quartet played a soft tune upon the stage, While we sipped our tea and...
Jade, the color of her eyes, beautiful like flowing waterfalls, color of gems and stones, which decorate the Crystal Jade Palace. Buddha and The God with 8 arms look over her everyday.
Through the darkness my consciousness crawls;. Inching my way along crumbling, decrepit halls. Each door leads to another exactly the same;. I sense a light and I'm drawn in like moth to flame.
I was dreaming when you came to my house.I kept repeating your name and you got confused.You gently touched my hair through your fingers,you smiled then laughed a little.You grabbed a pillow unto my...
A beloved God father gave a girl a magical toy, From a nutcracker he made her a little soldier boy.
I run though the place as if the rain were going to suddenly and completely evaporate from any signs of existence at any moments notice. I run to cover only to find that Diana was there.
Close your eyes, let it all slowly fade away. Drift over you. I’ll be standing behind you, gentle arms around you, tell you it’ll all be okay.
Hannah bent over to him and grabed him up. "LET ME AT LEAST SIT THERE!" Jamie said through his tears but Hannah cept going she tolk him to the window and they on the window sill.
Wonderland. Twinkling lights. Checkered floor. Psychedelic nights. Tiny doors. And great big seas. Druggy caterpillars. Flower wannabes. A hatter that's mad. A queen that's worse. And grinning cat.
I can often sing myself to sleep. Or sometimes I can count those sheep, jumping over that wall. One. Two. And three.
Come with me into the unknown, Look at the seeds of memories we have sown, Together as one as our hands entwine, Gulping in new experiences like a fine tasting wine, Lay with me a while on the...
She sat up. Her book was getting interesting, but she still had to wake up the next morning. School and all. She shook her hair out and ran her fingers quickly though it, stripping it of any knots.
It was raining again. The world had turned dingy, smokey, and bleak. Again. The incident yesterday at the hospital seemed a far away memory in this place.
#10wordchallenge. Like a LURE,. The sound of RAIN,. A sound so pure,. I go to the WINDOW again,. The rain wasn't present,. The pitter patter against the frame,. Was a GLITTER flurry on its decent,.
I had a very peculiar dream, I had dinner with the Queen. A hot summers day, but all the windows shut, And when the butler left, she lifted her dress and showed me her butt.
She stumbled through, her dress dragging along and catching on every root she stepped on, on every branch she passed. It was dark and hard to see, and she thought she heard voices every now and then.
The teacher slammed the stack of books on the edge of the desk, causing a thumping book to echo through the room. It was just her and the desk and a stack of books. Of course I was there.
Vocal screams to a new high, progressive riff on bass, Lead guitar cuts the silence, energy fills the place.
Rolling hills and fields of green stretch as far as eyes can see. The brilliant blue dome of the heavens is remarkable in its intense clarity. All in all this is a beautiful place.
I stood frozen, facing the mirror, too scared to open my eyes… I was balled up on the floor in a corner. I could feel them watching me.
#opussweeklychallenge The sun was pouring blissfully through the trees; Casting spotlights of INSPIRATION on the dense forest floor.
Imagine a place full of bright blue potatoes, Full of trees touching trees upon trees of tomatoes, Think of fish twice the size of the United Kingdom, Think of yaks and bananas in frocks swimming...
I am lost in my sleep again, Trapped within the fog of dreams, Behind the curtains of my eyes, A victim to my mind's own schemes.