But still great regardless.


My Smile.Your pretty eyes, each morning, find me in the dark. And they glow, like headlights illuminating the smile on my face.My Smile.
The day I thought you left, I cried in the front yard. "You are my smile! How do I last without my smile?" But you were only asleep in my drawer.
I never call you by your name, you Cutie, Crazy, Evil, Baby, Retard, Dumbass Cat. But I knew your true name the second I met you. I smiled, and said "Hello, Lily."
When it is time for sleep, you strike. A flash of over-sharpened claws and teeth. Yet you sleep when my eyes a


367 days.Thoughts flutter behind my eyes in random patterns, like butterflies. by mere chance, they show your face and take me up & out of this place. the past starts playing in my mind, and everytime i find, this smile in my heart. (it's been there from the start.)367 days.


Hindsight.i'll tell you something that might be true: i'm finding myself incredibly blue. i want to write something for you to prove that i just might miss you, but you are not looking my way. and i can't find the right words to say. i find myself thinking about it every day, wondering if you're okay when we're not okay, and if we're better off that way.Hindsight.
and i find myself looking in reverse, i always found hindsight to be a curse. i've got internal bleeding without a nurse. painting thoughts with "what ifs" often hurts. but the voices around and in me say &
Lily.
A Panda's Dream
Fox

Playing The Gamenow i can read you like a book, but you played me like a violin. now it's time to play my game, and this is one game you're not going to win.Playing The Game


Following HerFingertips brush away stray hairs, arms are secure around her shoulders He watches her, like her own dearest angel While he sleeps on the other side of the world, his sleeping seconds belong to her He wants her to claim him, sending living hints in his waking words She puts to clues together but doubts their reality Frustrated sighs in the sun and under the clouds Their separate reasons are close to the same revelation They are each other, connected by unseen fibers stretchingFollowing Her
Threatening to snap them together He draws the curve of her smile in his mind, the shine in her eyes She tr

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I shall find the crystal of peace.
And above me,
Stars I shall find.
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I shall find the crystal of peace.
And above me,
Stars I shall find.
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Clarkson: I never thought I'd be saying this to 5,000 people-
Hammond: Are you coming out?
Clarkson: ...Alright; bend over.
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