CreepyPants
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Like it was dug up from the grave or something. :)
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The lake of Ath Dara has a song to sing. A bard in her own right, her water laps at her shores in the rhythm of an elegy
if a word is misspelled in the dictionary, how would we ever know?
Would you-could you marry me? If you had lots of money! Well..I'm not a Capricorn, Not that ambitious honey.
A TREE FELL IN THE WOODS.. DID YOU HEAR? NO,...NOT I A SOLDIER FELL IN THE FIELD.. DID YOU SEE?
Bathing in the moonbeams amidst the cool tall pines An owl spoke to me in dreams an echo in my mind.... He asked a
The one book u absolutely LOVED!!!
There is a reason behind want to see if anyone besides myself reads. The Looking Glass wars.
Uncomposed
So reliable
You could never be with me
My eyes count on being taken
My soul's unrest
So much closer to finding rest
Drawing all the time
Wishing and hoping I might draw this connection
To show those who do not see
The nerve to sense these parallels of our human condition
The nerve to find my heart hiding
Natural love quite ready to be
But you could never be with me
She's given me everything
We feel we make ourselves
And we feel we make music with ourselves
She's a ghost in everything we do
In every real inch of plotted land and setting
In every note of crafted melody created
A miracle waits to be with you
There?
I heard what I could never speak for
Saw what I could never touch on
And it hurt a soothing pain
?I could never share
I felt amazing that would never be real
Love that would never be loved with
Words that would never be written to
Wasted what would never let tears
And no one will ever know
No, know one will ever know
The precious wanting to be with you
Precious miracles never held dear