

Dream HouseDream HouseDream House
My Dream house Would not have one mouse It would have no bugs It would give me hugs And my neighbours would not be thugs There would be no ant hills There would be no bills There would be no bats No cats No Rats It would have an escalator for the stairs There would be no bears Underneath it The candles would automatically be lit When dark Everyone will be up like a lark Noone would be tired Noone would be fired It would have slides going from room to room Then you really would zoom It would always be


Soshahappy to fall happy to rise when you see my face,Sosha
i see that twinkle in your eyes. you greet me with a smile unconditional love. i feel it when i'm around you the feeling of friends, i know this relationship we have, will never end. you are the one who i will always remember, my friend, my baby, my Sosha bare.


THE STORY OF STANTHE STORY OF STANTHE STORY OF STAN
Once upon a time there was a man His name was Stan He lived in a tin can. Because he robbed a van He tries to avoid prison Early mornings he is risen. This morning he robbed a car He was just at the bar He walked very far He even followed a star That led him to this car He robbed it to find inside drugs That was left by some thugs There was a reason Stan stole that car.
by *muchlikefalling
by ~Frider
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Boredom is a luxury.
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My head is weak, my heart always speaks, before I know what it will say.
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Boredom is a luxury.
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[...a secret was concealed.]
it rose like thunder, clapped under our hands!
it s t r e t c h e d for centuries to a diary entry's end;
where i wrote:
you make me happy when skies are grey.
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"Imagination is more important than knowledge." - Albert Einstein.
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