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No Place Like ItHome is not the place you live, But where you want the most to be.No Place Like It
This, for me, is redefined - My place is in your arms tonight, Not a house of brick and stone; It’s any place you choose to go.
If home is where you wish you were, Then I found mine: with you.
by ~dragon-kazooie
At a LossAt a lossAt a Loss
A problem has begun, More often of late, it seems, To present itself so subtly In the reoccurrence of this theme:
In the uneventful times When our lives are intersecting, With nothing more than ordinary Interacting and connecting, A certain soft transcendence finds And fills me to excess, At depths from which I can’t unravel An explanation to express.
Oh, what to say, what to say!
Contentment, love, and gratitude- Surface-scratching words at best! No finite terms convey enough To stand for what they
by ~dragon-kazooie
StrainedStrainedStrained
I can hear her routine carried out
With heavy steps and short movements. Like light burning through a glass, Irritation focused to anger intense
Mundane task allows the mind to cling- She clenches her jaw as the dinner is set. Every glass, dish, and spoon meets the table With usual force plus fifty percent.
Conversation occurs, truncated at best- Everyone rathers to focus on our plates. Just a family meal on an average day, Restless in truth, but appearing sedate.
by ~dragon-kazooie
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"Courage is the magic that turns dreams into reality"-Tos2
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Hey you- don't help them to bury the light.
Heres a link to a random pic i JUST submitted.
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The last story I wrote became a 234 page novel. How did I accomplish this you say? I simply fell asleep on the key board while typing.
"Once upon a time in the land of Adstrictusombus, there was a mighty warriiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii"
i think the toaster's broken...all it gave me was this toast with poop on it...
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the voice of the artist is the unconscious voice of the masses.
~brandon boyd
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*it's not my fault i fell in love, your the one that pushed me*
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the voice of the artist is the unconscious voice of the masses.
~brandon boyd
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Elve firimari ilye thaura. Eldi uturie!
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