~SPneverbefore
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Half-HourI did not believe in make believe But I believed the stories you brought me. I believe in little red hearts And in words that fell from the sky.Half-Hour
I believed in your soul alone – Restless and pure, So godlike, so ecliptic.
Made me trade my faith in something For my faith in the air coming out from your mouth. The music only you could hear became my sole ballad.
I did not believe in empty space. Until you took some part of the Universe To cover for your soul. I believed when you whispered you look like rain And I wanted nothing more than
by ~SPneverbefore
That wasn't what I meant when“You’re obsolete.”That wasn't what I meant when
I don’t say anything because how do you reply to that and weren’t you supposed to love me?
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The water washes over me and the blue of the shampoo stings my eyes. The glass from the shower stall is foggy with heat. I can hear the rain outside falling uninterruptedly. I can hear your voice:
“You’re obsolete.”
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“Life is like a series of film strips.”
“Am I in yours for long?”
You say nothing, your eyes betray nothing.
“Am I in yours at all?”
by ~SPneverbefore
Hiking Without YouYou’re a collection of little things.Hiking Without You
Memorabilia.
Like the scent of white tea and the alternation of bright summer skies and rainy afternoons. Out-of-context conversations, pieces of misplaced hints. A whole sea of clues. You’re this Sherlock Holmes wannabe, with a tendency to overreact and a complex imagination, ready to create a complete new universe.
Still. You’re the air bed on the floor and the walks around the school field. You’re the square. You’re the bag of pot, the geology misconception, the blaring music.
The jealousy.
(yours and mine)
by ~SPneverbefore
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The Princess and the PauperIt was a shiny, sunny day And not a cloud had come her way. The pretty Princess, dressed in white Was laying outside in the light, Her hair of pure auburn bliss Was beckoning him for a kiss, Lo and behold, he could not act And break himself a lifelong pact.The Princess and the Pauper
His father had been rich you see, But not his mother, no, not she, And when they tried and tried to wed His fathers family had fled, And taking with them all their riches, He was left out in the ditches.
Pretty Princess, here she lay, On this bright and sunny day, Enticing him for
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Spead out your wingss....
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raphael does photography, too!
Where've you been chica?
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my stock l get an interview on DA
I've been busy, busy. xD
How bout you, you're the one who's never around
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"Would you find it in your heart to make this go away and let me rest in pieces"
I've been busy too mann ): But summer vacation is drawing nearer and I'll be around a lot more
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my stock l get an interview on DA
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"Would you find it in your heart to make this go away and let me rest in pieces"
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ain't - no - party - in - a - sad - sad - city !
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