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Mama's Little StarShut up! No, you shut up! Mama slammed her hand so hard on the table that it caused a small earthquake. Luna and Solaris both shut up as soon as the ground wiggled under our feet. Luna bit her lip. Sorry Mama. If youre sorry you would stop. I swear, you two are almost an eternity old and you still act like children! She stared around the table and looked at each of us in the eye. Avani sunk down into her seat, causing a bed of moss to grow up around her. Aqua burst into tears and a small lake formed in her lap. Gusto groaned and I felt a small Gail force windMama's Little Star


City In The SandThe sand are my bricks and there are plenty of them.City In The Sand
The entire beach is filled, with millions of the tiny grains.
The water is my concrete, attaching my bricks.
The ocean pours into my hands, willing to fulfill my every need.
My bucket is my mixer where the beginning of my buildings are created.
The sand and waters mix together, creating the proper consistency.
Little by little, my building takes form.
The beautiful brown towers, almost glimmer in the sunlight.
I drop my tiny shovel, m


Just Like Mom'sYou remember how Mom used to make us chocolate chip cookies when it was raining? I grunted a little and tried to ignore my brother. Savannah, come on. Do you remember? Of course I remember! Why are you bringing it up now? Because its raining. I looked outside and the water dripping down our windowpane. Yeah yeah, whatever. Leave me alone, Im trying to finish Moby Dick. Savannah? I sighed and slammed my book shut. It was obvious I wasnt going to finish today. What now, David? YoJust Like Mom's


boyboy i.boy
i used to love you. you never knew, though, because you were caught up in blue eyes and blond hair,
whispers and words, twitchy hands running down your spine. but now that's all over, isn't it? don't come crawling to me.
boy ii.
i still love you. [as a brother and a best friend, don't you worry.] you picked up my pieces the first time and you'll keep picking up my pieces, just as i'll do with you, if it ever comes to that. i hope it doesn't. you should be happy.
boy iii.
i think i might l


Misty GhostMisty GhostsMisty Ghost
Floating through the mist Walking from the fog A form unable to be touched A ghost of water A spirit of nature
Floating across the lake to the rocky shore Gliding across the glimmering water from the horizon Like liquid diamonds And glossed air
A misty form of a fallen beast A boundless soul bound to earth Faceless and shapeless
It knows no limits
Dancing across the earth Forever walking the sea and the forests
A giant nothing A small something Know be strong Rumored to be diminisha


FreeI have only known you a short time But it feels like an eternity You can see right into my soul And I know you understand meFree
The time we spend under the Willow tree Is so peaceful and breathtaking I hold your hand and smile a little I am feeling bolder than before
Sitting there with my head on your shoulder I remember the days when I thought That this would be impossible But look at how we've grown
No longer hiding behind masks We are free with each other Each of us holding the others' heart I can't help but smile now


AwakenThe shadows of night are fallingAwaken
I lie here in your warm arms
Your scent is making me yearn
I hear your soothing voice through the twilight
I can't bear this anymore
I need you, drain my tears
Steal my pain
Take me, my innocence is yours
Deep in this darkness your kiss thrills me
It awakens my spirit
You fill me with life and happiness
My dreams are unleashed
The rain starts to patter on the window
The soft moonlight pours through the purple curtains
Onto your cap
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Mr. Fox: Why a fox? Why not a horse, or a beetle, or a bald eagle? I'm saying this more as, like, existentialism, you know? Who am I? And how can a fox ever be happy without, you'll forgive the expression, a chicken in its teeth?
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"To play a wrong note is insignificant, but to play without passion is inexcusable." ~Beethoven
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~Twilight~
The right thing isn't always obvious. Sometimes the right thing for one person is the wrong thing for someone else.
I couldn't live with myself if I hurt you... you are the most important thing to me now. The most important thing to me ever.
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