siguele palantein a while, but still, it's closer today
than it was yesterday.
i've been noticing birds more and more lately.
i saw a magnificent one made out of clouds not too long ago, making belive that it was actually there, and that huge.
42A month or two ago I was lying awake in bed unable to sleep (A usual occurence in the life of Tinman) when a new voice spoke in my head, it said \"Tiernan, look up\" I looked up and much to my surprise ther was a sort of horse man thing\'s face poking through the ceiling, by horse man I don\'t mean like a centaur, I mean like when you refer to HomoErgusta or Erectus with Ape Man, it\'s sort of half way half man half beast in the facial features, well this is what the The horse man thing was, but horse instead of ape.42
He sighed the sigh you\'d sigh had you struggled all you life to learn something and then when you explained it to
Friggin' Real WorldThe dream world's pretty empty tonight-Friggin' Real World
I guess that's alright- It is raining here, And everybody's doing that stuff that they do,
Trying to figure out the real world, Keeping the kids warm and dry And the like..
..
Still,
It'd be nice if someone would Sit and watch the raindrops With me..
Vincents PetContained within a dreary cell Built of cement and stone A man there by the uncalled name of Vincent sat aloneVincents Pet
Isolated in between These walls of sanctity Vincent dwelled in drafty air but shudder not did he
A beam of light and gentle song On which the darkness fed flowed From a window singular Into the wall above his head
Upon the cause of outer actions An object through it flew Shards of glass were ornaments On the floor they lay askew
The broken glass did glisten only touching dark with light Vincet watche
The PoetTHE POETThe Poet
The power of the poet lies in her wrongs Her false imaginations make her words strong Her drunken fancy brings a greater love To love that is fleeting, only so long
With her possessed eyes does ehe see best That in errors find beauty her rest And falseperceptions overwhelm her senses That darkest images transform through her lenses
If good judgment exists, it lies elsewhere For most vilest of things she would claim fair If fair is little, she would claim best And place them amongst stars above the rest
But the danger of th
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i think so.
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Roses are red
Violets are blue
I like peanut butter -
Can you skate?
It intimidates me.
Doug, i commend you. you are THE NAMER OF NAMES.
wait.
Doug, i adore you. thank you for the random love.
here is some for you.
you wear the best shirts. i think it must be every single time that i see you that i say "hey, nice shirt, Doug."
BUT NEVER AS NICE AS THE BOY WHO WEARS THEM.
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"so i'll sleep out in the gutter you can sleep here on the floor."
THE CREW steals trains biplanes paddleboats golf carts ships and automobiles.
janie killske
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I do not like unniceness.
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