Bum Note
Let one float A little bum note Fill the room For air we fought.
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Let one float A little bum note Fill the room For air we fought.
Bang, bang. Who's that rascal. Bang, bang. Up in that box castle. Help, help. My teddy princess cries. Help, help. Rippling through the sky. Swish, swish. I wave my plastic sword. Swish, swish.
Let them come, Let them see, What we've created; You and me. Let them shout, Let them hate, Words of love, Joy and fate. Let them scorn, Let them burn, Khama will call, Each in turn.
There's a girl in my class, she sits in the corner sometimes I talk to her, although I probably bore her.
Love is different from all other, Emotions that you suffer. It fulls up your body with warmth and joy, And for once, just once, it's not a ploy.
It's beautiful to see how fast my baby bump grows, But Soon I won't be able to see my toes....
I can’t create: my flow is blocked. Inspiration: securely locked, neural pathways: are closed today. All routes down in my matter of grey.
Footprints in the sand, fading into dust. Missiles overhead, snipers take their aim; Blindly scrabbling for help, who to trust. After this, life would never be the same.
I look in the mirror and see that face,. It takes me back to a different place,. That pale, thin oval of a ghostly shade,. A cement of secrets set to be laid,.
Really don't take care of me,. I'm as careless as could be,. Only if you wanted to,. There's nothing here I'd rather do,. Than be with you just for a time,. Just while I make this little rhyme,.
It then became the month of John's birthday 4 nights in Travelodge Manchester is where Jenny stayed. She had been unwell all week but soldiered through She wanted to spend time with just them two.
Smiling face, With such a grace, Like the blossomed flower. Soaring high, Hovering, grazing the sky, Like the cloud’s about to shower. Happiness gushing And Cheeks blushing Like a new born child.
Often I find myself feeling misunderstood - like my language is unique I explain and explain, in every way and still I get critique Its like having a vision of life and things thats very rare But...
My favorite thing, I don't know why, Is looking at the big black sky, Sitting in my mummies car, Chomping on a chocolate bar.
And I hear them complain, that love is just a game, A pricey bloody pain but I beg to differ For love ain't all the same Some they choose to fear, The price of loves affair, The heartaches and the...
The Moonbow Have you ever seen a Moonbow, Shining up in the sky. if you’ve never seen a Moonbow, I’ll have to ask you why.
Next door to me theres lies a yard, In which a rusted swing set stands guard, The rope handles all dead and frayed, The wooden seat mossy and decayed, The metal frame has been covered in weed, This...
At midnight, children hear the midnight bells ring, The sound becoming powerful as the angels sing. But warn the children, as if they follow the bells, People will come and take them down to hell.
I play my guitar,. Though my heart and soul. Feel the vibration. Through the metal pole. The music heats the room. As I play my song. And I'm hoping you. Will sing along. Forgive my sins.
Pruelda, she was very vain, She caused her mother oh such pain..
It's time to go back to work, Back to the funless place. Your fun now is over, Or the boss will be on your case. From spreadsheets to blueprints, All across the land.
The star of death is barely seen It's always there but lost between The star of death has always been It's always there just lost at sea The star of death is grim and mean It's always there...
When you’re plus size woman, people like to say "yeah, she's cute in the face", as if being full figured is such a disgrace. Honey, I’m cute in the face, and I’m thick in the waist.
takes me out of happy dreams. draws me in to darkness and bleeding seams. here where people never heal. here where no one seems to feel. blood flows down the empty street.