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Dream Of My Любовь So Far
Through my dreams,
I see you,
And me,
Поцелуи and holding hands forever.

On this roller coaster
i'm so scared
but your right there
holding my hand so safely

But they don't agree
This Любовь is out of hand they say
I am taken away
And our connection is broken

But еще dreams to come
Say you're okay
But I wish always
To see Ты someday


Butterflies
The gracefull butterfly,
Flies so very high,
Her beautiful winds flapping in a rythmic beat.

Sometimes I wish,
That I could fly so gracefully,
And to leave my fears down on Earth.

To Forget all my troubles,
To let go of all grief,
To be as free as a butterfly.

My feet would list,
My head held up high,
Soon I would be in the sky.

To fly like the butterflies,
Is all I ask for.
Freedom at last.

I wrote this listening to Gollum's Song, sung by Karliene Renolds. I don't know why, I just felt like doing this.

It's so dark. I can't see. I have no one.
No one cares enough to try.
I'm sobbing now, along with the storm overhead. They lied. they сказал(-а) they cared. I can't go back.

I can feel it coming. No Друзья tried to find me.
Goodbye.
They didn't try for me.

Don't cry for me. you're too late. Ты hurt me. Ты blamed me everything. I can never go home.

I am lost. I will never go home.

Celluoid ghost from Hollywood's past
Forever haunt me on my Телевидение screen
Trapped on video to act out their roles
For all eternity

Judy Garland is in Oz
While Errol Flynn is in Sherwood Forest

The Marx Brothers spend a night at the opera
And a день at the races

Humphrey Bogart fights crime
While James Cagney leads a life of crime

I beleive The Kinks were right
when they said
Celluoid Герои never die
Because they are here with us forever
On our televison screens

Note: This poem was inspired by the song
"Celluoid Heroes" by The Kinks

I don’t think I could ever Любовь someone like I loved you
Ты are my first and last Любовь
Ты go I go
Ты stay I stay
And Ты might think that’s weird but that’s the way it goes
That’s the way Любовь is
And no matter how hard we try to let go
Ты will always find your self coming back.

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Let’s go on a first date
Where it’s cold in the night
So Ты can hold me close in your arms really tight.
Let’s wait for the train.
And if it starts to rains Ты can be my shelter.
I will tell Ты my feelings and Ты will tell me yours.
We can laugh and Kiss and imagine always being like this.
And when the train comes
Ты can take me home
I will let Ты hold my hand until we arrive to my doorstep.
Were we will say our goodbyes?
And with a touch Ты give me
I will be satisfied.

pain fills my сердце and brings me to the darkside where I reside for awhile. Until I'm grabbed by the hand and pulled out by a so-called friend who just pushes me back in and leaves me to cry in the darkest corner of my heart. I feel like I'm being ripped apart, limb by limb, every string of my сердце played by the devil's hand. I feel like I'm not whole, like I'm nothing without him. The one one who killed his best friend, the one who left me alone, I didn't know how to swim. All I want is him to come back and hurt me again. He was my only friend, или so I thought, but when he slapped me across my face, that's emotion Ты can't replace and I faced it everyday или so for a год and a half. Don't try to sympathize because I know with my сердце and soul that Ты will leave and let me go with crappy bittersweet goodbyes...

This is a play I wrote.
There are three acts.
I'll add the Далее two later.

(scene 1)
(enter Gabby and Conner, who appear to be arguing)
Gabby: For real, Conner, I really don't trust Anna. (shakes her head)
Conner: Really, Gabby, her parents founded the church. How can Ты not trust her?
Gabby: Steve and шерри, херес helped too.
(enter Anna)
Gabby: (death glares at Anna, but goes unnoticed)
Anna: So, Conner, are Ты talking to yourself или something?
Gabby: (clenches her fists, runs silently out of the room)