rippling roaring rapids racing right on by.this week is so weird. i haven't been able to write in this story my friend and i are writing. but yet i've been able to write just about anything else. like poems. i've written so many of them in the past few days, i don't know what to do with all of them. so some of them i'm posting here, and some i'm just leaving on paper...where they belong, haha. i just wish i knew why i've suddenly had such sudden inspriation. hm.
i think i'll probably post one more thing tonight.
and then i'll go to bed.
maybe.
the former is probably the most likely.
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"Are we wasting Time or is it wasting us"...--Sleeping with giants
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\"Things have changed for me, and that\'s okay, I feel the same, and I say.\" That Green Gentleman--Panic(!) At The Disco
i really like this one, and Pond of Daisies.
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\"Things have changed for me, and that\'s okay, I feel the same, and I say.\" That Green Gentleman--Panic(!) At The Disco
- S.H.
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Never underestimate the power of a bruised sky.
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\"Things have changed for me, and that\'s okay, I feel the same, and I say.\" That Green Gentleman--Panic(!) At The Disco
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A Poet Is A Liar Who Always Tells The Truth
it reminds me of the things that i wish i could write.
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\"Things have changed for me, and that\'s okay, I feel the same, and I say.\" That Green Gentleman--Panic(!) At The Disco
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A Poet Is A Liar Who Always Tells The Truth
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\"Things have changed for me, and that\'s okay, I feel the same, and I say.\" That Green Gentleman--Panic(!) At The Disco
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