LaughChildren of light, and grownups of dim Come one and come a few Within these walls, pleasures you'll find If you dare to pass throughLaugh
Minds of the young, eager to learn But more so to have fun Shall learn peace in their own small world Till this day is long done
Adults, who've seen the grey and dull Now beyond new lessons Shall still find things to learn tonight Devoid of confessions
And all those fellows caught between In search of point to life You'll not be left behind this place We neglect not your strife
Of course yo
Demitri and the VornavizA young lad set about one day Demitri was his name He left in search of worlds for play Although he had no gameDemitri and the Vornaviz
So left and right, Demitri's sight Led him in every way Through the thick grasslands of delight And mountains of decay
How long a trek our small friend made One never could quite say Since time and space he didn't bade Nor cared for night and day
And yet some worried thoughts would creep, Beneath that cheerful skull, Of whole days spent on quest and sleep (This sounded rather dull)
And so when reaching a new pl
BlindI made a deal with myself. If she didn't arrive in fifteen more minutes, I'd pay for my coffee and leave as discreetly as possible. Being stood up always brought out the worst paranoia in me, you see. It's not the rejection, it's the feeling that everyone around me is somehow in on it; that it's all some elaborate prank. It's a strange feeling, not to mention a pretty narcissistic one, but this was the first time I was ever able to rationalize myself out of it. Blind dates may be hard to take personally, after all. If someone decides not to show up, you can remind yourself that it was the idea of the date that turned them off, and not just yoBlind
BriddledeerLittle Gleet was never meant to be so little. That was entirely Briddledeer's fault. He had finished working on Gleet months ago and never bothered to give him a pair of feet. Whenever the thought occurred to him, he would say, "Well, he seems fine for now. I'll start working on some feet for him in a day or two. These things take time, after all." Gleet himself seemed barely aware of this hindrance, and never bothered to waste time reminding his good friend Briddledeer about it. The stumps at the bottom of his metallic legs always fared well enough; he'd only lose his balance and fall on rare occasion, and the dents he left behind were of noBriddledeer
And if you had NEW stuff that would be awesome too.
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~Don't blush when I rip you open ~
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All of the true things I am about to tell you are shameless lies.
-Bokonon
My poetry tends to sound like inappropriately long and personal hallmark cards except without the sense of occasion.
My prose is shallow and pedantic.
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Moved. New account: [link]
This is the part where I fav you and say something along the lines of "write more good stuff" and add something like "don't half ass it."
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For the same reason you can't see your nose on Thursdays.
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"nigdy nie zapominaj o uśmiechu, nawet kiedy jesteś smutny, nigdy bowiem nie wiadomo kto może się w nim zakochać"
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After all...
Ooo I get the first favorite and first comment on your page lol fun
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