Where is my mind?
Angsty
I want my old one back!
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Half Moon.11:47pm. Half Moon, Cumulus cloud.Half Moon.
There's a mist on the moors, and a fog on the brook, taking his hand lightly she gives him a look will the same purple tint
that the houses possess, Their windows lighting up, without any order.
Rough nuckles, tired eyes, and wrinkled face.
Weary, he sighs and turns to a stump which was once a great oak, standing tall and proud. Now dwindled and wrinkled, it makes a great companion, for a man once the same.
It's old, dead leaves encrusted in the ground. Rise up,
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MichaelThere was once a fine chap named Michael, he was friendly and liked to recycle, he hops on the bus, when he's in a rush, but wants to try out a cycle.Michael
Now Michael is rather good looking, he enjoys coffee and marmite and cooking, he gives fabulous hugs, and owns funky mugs, and not many words rhyme with looking!
by ~em24601
Let the games begin.Hair drenched from rain and puddles at feet, the meet. Eyes burning red as this rage takes over them now. He said "on you head be it." LET THE GAMES BEGIN.Let the games begin.
Waded too far this time, they didn't mean to cross the line, no one understood their reason, or their rhyme.
No paint can cover the result, of their desire for revenge, since he declared the start of things, when he LET THE GAMES BEGIN.
What was once a game, now fills her with shame. She wants it to stop now. Screwing eyes tight. Reaching out for nothing, &
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Tales of a butterfly.Butterflies flock by the edge of the rail, listen to their elder tell them his tales, Of people and places, adventures and kings, and musical productions, in winter and spring.Tales of a butterfly.
He swerves off on a tangent, could go on for hours, but the butterflies still hover, entranced among the flowers.
There's a magic to be felt there, as the stories unfold, a fondness in the heart,
the fire of excitement in the soul.
It was a wet October evening when he went away, they all knew it was coming, but wanted him to stay, his charm and his tale
by ~em24601
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but yeh thanks for the favourite tiffin, will you help me make a song and dance of it pleasee?
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I'm the new Berlin Wall baby
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Slightly bemused from lack of direction.
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I'm the new Berlin Wall baby
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Slightly bemused from lack of direction.
and yay placebo!
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The sun is an abandoned child. once, when the world was dark his mother hung him in the sky with the thread from her womb. he runs, illuminating the world, looking for her.
do you like the new song!?
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Slightly bemused from lack of direction.
and its a full 5 minutes! so long!
i cant wait for the cd
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The sun is an abandoned child. once, when the world was dark his mother hung him in the sky with the thread from her womb. he runs, illuminating the world, looking for her.
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Slightly bemused from lack of direction.
so its like a month of win!
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The sun is an abandoned child. once, when the world was dark his mother hung him in the sky with the thread from her womb. he runs, illuminating the world, looking for her.
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