Devious Journal Entry
34 of 100I'd drug myself up With you know what Those little flying things That get stuck in your hair If they're scared enough34 of 100
It's a hiding place A hidden castle Invisible for everyone And secret and kept away Buried in the ground Very, very deep And it's dark too
But those little things That got stuck in your hair When frightened and scared Somehow light everything up And dig holes and find everything that's hidden So you could come in For a cup of tea For a chat and
A laugh
You'd count freckles on your
33 of 100Tape recording every shudder Maybe it'll work We'd listen to them on those rainy evenings And enjoy summer nonetheless33 of 100
You'd bring tea And I'd make cookies The floor would be our table And the pillows would be chairs
I'd tell you things that I haven't before And you'd do the same in many different ways And I really know that You've got a special way of being special
32 of 100The mirror watched my eyes And they were closing slowly It watched them closely As if there was something wrong32 of 100
"Mine ain't brown", it said And I got confused all over 'cause Mine are...
31 of 100Boys are wonderful poets But they're not allowed31 of 100
To be in poems While girls wander around With their pale faces and thin figures And they're all beautiful And loved and poetic
They've got lonely eyes And long eyelashes Curly black hair And cherry red lips
And everyone gives roses But they want dandelions That would leave unwashable stains On their pretty white dresses
Boys are wonderful poets But no one writes about them
Say Something...Say something stupid, Say anything,Say Something...
Say something back to me
a joke to far, a look of hurt upon you're face, a look of guilt on mine,
words cannot be unsaid, time cannot be reversed,
Say something stupid, let me know you knew it was a joke,
panic sets in,
apologises spill from my mouth, yes, I know I must have hurt you,
I said something stupid, all i can say is sorry, and hope you say something back...
Name I never knewName I never knew By Greg BattName I never knew
First glance; in that one instant our lives met,
I knew he was different; We laughed at him, we didn't realize the potential, we didn't even care to look inside, the kindness, and the intellegence; obscured by glasses and asmar`.
As the time passed
we grew together. God may have decided to prune us differently, to plant our seeds in seperate soils, but we grew together. Brothers with a common task, striving to return to our families.
He saw the world from behind a glass,
without it
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do your part. love your mother.
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You have some nice works in your gallery.
Bye for now.
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Tiago Tejo
ou a Gare do Tejo
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Mitani Zaccheo said with a smile on her lips, "You know.. I don't like you and I know you don't like me either..".
"Exactly.. And let us keep it that way!", Noemie spat out, looking furious..
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