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There's a swirly black box
With swirly white music
I keep it in my closet
When I just can't bear to use it
My brother throws rocks
At the songs he can't hear
I'll turn up the faucet
So at least he feels near
Five hours later
When my ears are fast asleep
I'll turn off the speaker
We always go too deep
He sings that he hates her
That canine of a lady
Her stories are much bleaker
Her notes are more shady
A star with a face
A woman with no clothes
A stereophonic sweater
For the cold nights down below
Swirly white case
With swirly black music
Although I know better
I just can't help but use it
With swirly white music
I keep it in my closet
When I just can't bear to use it
My brother throws rocks
At the songs he can't hear
I'll turn up the faucet
So at least he feels near
Five hours later
When my ears are fast asleep
I'll turn off the speaker
We always go too deep
He sings that he hates her
That canine of a lady
Her stories are much bleaker
Her notes are more shady
A star with a face
A woman with no clothes
A stereophonic sweater
For the cold nights down below
Swirly white case
With swirly black music
Although I know better
I just can't help but use it
Literature
Prologe
Thump thump
The town, Aegron, had been destroyed, Katrina knew this, had seen it. The Sekers had come and wiped it out, it happened sometimes, a way of life. The survivors would pack up and move to another town or they would wait for the brothers of Ammit to come and rescue them. This time Katrina new that no survivors would leave this place. Glancing toward the huge wardrobe where her two children had locked themselves, Katrina firmly told her self that someone would walk away, her babies would survive and go on to the next town.
Thump thump
Katrina's husband walked into the bedroom closing and locking a thick door behind him. In his hand
Literature
Tacos
Tacos are a food of creating new things.
The fillings are kindness and a boost of self esteem.
The sauces are sass and compliments.
The wrapped is nights at a sushi restaurant and working together.
Because tacos are the food that create the most beautiful things.
Literature
november14th.
i never had an actual birthday where i could sit back and reflect on what the world has given me thus far. i've never had the teenager-themed "surprise parties" and the traditional gift-giving, pinata-hitting, pin-the-tail-on-the-donkey slash spinthebottle games that dash away reality for the given special day. sunsets and silhouette dreams that smash reality into confetti and funfetti-half ass made birthday cake with the number of ages presented into falling-apart icing. i never understood why society would celebrate a passing year when ultimately the person is getting closer to growing into obligations of responsibilities.
but for mothers
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Full Title: "Fly What, Turn Where, Look How?"
Written about The Aeroplane Flies High, a music box-set I bought a couple years ago, one of my favourite possessions.
The fourth stanza actually refers to "Annie-Dog," a song not in the collection. Oh well.
The title is based off of the title of a song in the collection: "The Aeroplane Flies High (Turns Left, Looks Right)"
Okay, think that's about it. Sorry for all of the omitted information last time!
Written about The Aeroplane Flies High, a music box-set I bought a couple years ago, one of my favourite possessions.
The fourth stanza actually refers to "Annie-Dog," a song not in the collection. Oh well.
The title is based off of the title of a song in the collection: "The Aeroplane Flies High (Turns Left, Looks Right)"
Okay, think that's about it. Sorry for all of the omitted information last time!
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Oh, well done. *claps*