

Left OpenThe softest cry, a whisper in the dark Do you know me? Do you know my name? A sheltered heart, not hardened yet Left open to the sharpest pain.Left Open
Swollen ribs arent gonna do you any good When pityless foes follow your path- Id recommend running, mind you. Run without turning back.
Please dont take no mind to my ease- Its not just you I want to see. Rather, someone who cant call me home Id follow to the darkest plea.


Inconvenient LiesCharacters: Josephina: Twenty-year-old immigrant to Texas. Lives with her father; mother left them five years ago when Josephina became pregnant and had a child. Josephina has been emotionally scarred ever since she gave her child up to an orphanage and now works at a diner. Josephina’s Father: Elderly man that has been unable to forgive Josephina for becoming pregnant. He is still bitter that his wife left him. Mrs. Lang: An Asian lady in her forties that works at the orphanage. She has agreed to help Josephina find her daughter’s files, against Mr. Wilson’s will. Mr. Wilson: Mrs. Lang’s boss at the orphanage. He is cInconvenient Lies


Life and BandLife is like a band performance.Life and Band
You walk out feeling uncomfortable
And hating your song.
You slowly find your spot,
Missing it, then finding it again,
And wait, poised, scared out of your wits,
Your heart fluttering as you go over everything You need to do it your Mind’s eye.
The music starts; you raise your instrument And play along. As you slowly fall into Curves and lines You nearly trip And your hat starts to slide. But you keep up the pace And ma


One Day I Met a UnicornFrolicking through daisies and leaping through fields Music springs up at the click of its heels Dancing and prancing ever since it was born Silly, what’s that? It’s a unicorn!One Day I Met a Unicorn
As one bright day one wandered past I took a breath, and then I asked, “But what about a two-nicorn? (I don’t want toot my own horn) But why not three- or four-nicorn?”
“Why,” (she said, all quiet with shock) “A four-nicorn could barely walk! You think these horns are light as air? They’re really not (it’s quite unfair!)”
“But why do you jump through the streets?” “


The Patient's SonEyes glowing with indecision he looked upon the puzzle before him. He being merely an heir to the ordinary, spawned by hospital wards to newlyweds high on anesthesia. He being a living sign against his parents hopes for a still birth. He stood at the junction and eyed both sides. He could stay flightless and wait out the cyclone of trips to the ICU and remain the hollowed out faceless son of accident and incident prone emergency room romantics or... His mother's soft kiss obscured his thoughts of the other option. He was snagged by her spiderThe Patient's Son
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What a treacherous thing to believe that a person is more than a person.
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Eyes on the prize
You've just been ~Keitastically Sasukefied~
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There are days when you feel sad, and you have no idea where it is from, but those days can be lonely ones, and yet, you feel completely surrounded, enclosed on. Just at once, the lone doesn't go away
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Lol I want a Ryo-Oki (sp?)
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