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Locks are for doors, cobs are for corn
Blue is for everything else
Passwords and keyboards and sword fights
(And dimmed lights)
And believe me, everything else
All that you see, please promise me
You'll do well to forget
If you hold it against me
(Do so gently)
I swear you'll never forget
Electronic days, forlorn daze
Keep them away from the world
Ropes and rings and things like games
(Cat games, kitchen dames)
What has become of the world?
Blue is for everything else
Passwords and keyboards and sword fights
(And dimmed lights)
And believe me, everything else
All that you see, please promise me
You'll do well to forget
If you hold it against me
(Do so gently)
I swear you'll never forget
Electronic days, forlorn daze
Keep them away from the world
Ropes and rings and things like games
(Cat games, kitchen dames)
What has become of the world?
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
Once Again: Part Three
The Doctor looked at his old companion. Her blonde hair glowed from the light inside the room and her blue eyes stared at him, concentrating.
"I don't know." he replied back. "I don't know."
Rose sighed and turned her head, looking at the wall. She saw pictures of her and John, happily together, living a life that she didn't want. She heard the Doctor clear his throat.
"Maybe I should tell you what happened...to me?" he said, more of a question than a statement.
Rose blinked, but didn't say anything.
The Doctor sighed, ran his hand through his hair, and began.
"In the proper universe-" he stopped. "The other one, the one you were born i
Literature
Repeat Offenders
How can things so quickly change from
Comfort,
sleek and soft as silk upon your cheek,
bundled up in boundless bouts of security,
skies clear for takeoff,
to
Sopping cheeks against the sordid carpet,
Sharp threaded tendrils of pain in the back of your skull,
pumping two sides of the engine, pain-regret, pain-regret,
wondering if you'll ever run out of your own twisted fuel?
And if it happened once, what could ever be so good that you'd choose it again?
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Some things we just don't talk about.
-- EDIT --
The last stanza is consistent with the rest now.
Part of Tyrannosaurus.
-- EDIT --
The last stanza is consistent with the rest now.
Part of Tyrannosaurus.
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i'll comment on this again to say, "And believe me, everything else" made me laugh.