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Laughter and giggles floated through the air
Atmosphere shimmering as the resident golden boy grinned
Shrieking laughter following the class clown's pranks
Swooning girls shifted their attention
There once was a lass who liked fashion.She said, "See the lovely bashan!"It was quite linear,But not very skinnier,She couldn't say no to the ration.
Think you're all that
Grab a girl and plant a kiss
and say you can't help cheating
Here they all come rushing back
This one this one
is mad at you now
cause you went and kissed the new girl
A man from the moon and a woman whose been raised by the sun. One of them has found powerful bullets while the other holds the gun.Seldom thoughts of this thing called intimacy that is foreign to their minds.
puddles reflect many wonders
they tales tales that make one ponder
but beware for they reflect the present wonders
Only oneself can create future wonders
Oh puddles you make me ponder
To whom it may concern,Yesterday I took a walk and I saw a birdHe flew in the opposite directionso I followedMy legs became weak, my head was so hollowHe led me directlyto a well
Hard work, you can get anywhere if you have it
It is something you have to admit
And if you commit
Surely you will be happy
And I can bet
Okay, this is a song too, so it's a little long...
Pedestal
The words twist with jagged edges,
Barbed wire on their lips
Glittering silver compliments
A luminous light shoots into the air,
As a 'Boom' rips through the sound barrier,
An explosion occurs,
Beautiful patterns are embedded into the night sky. For a short while.
I should have never said yes
before I knew it
to the car we went
strapped my seatbelt
innocence
I should have never said yes
as the car's speed inclined
he protested the drive
letting anger decide
I know I'm not stupid, I just seem to barely pass. It's not that I don't try, it's because I'm not Her, the one in my class. She is funny, hilarious in fact. I just sit in the corner, not knowing how to act. Her hair flows, skinny jeans show h
thighs have a testimony but those stories can not be shared
too many disguise their cares
and I rather be shy than shed tears because I have fears
of being penalized for my thighs
The want.
The need.
The desire for attention.
Stuck in a mindset that if I show a little bit more cleavage, I'll get more likes on my pictures.
Right?
Please tell her she's right.
I need to marry a man who plays the guitar. No, the piano...yes...the piano. I need to marry a man who plays the piano and sings beautifuly.
