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Quirky Love LibrettosYou do not have to be sane.Quirky Love Librettos
You do not have to make the bed every morning. I don't care if you leave the toilet seat up As long as you're there, in the middle of the night, to fish a sopping wet me out of the toilet.
You do not have to be Mr.Optimistic, just make sure You aren't just looking for another reason to complain.
I want to take pictures of every square inch of you. From your cowlick to your pinky toe, it'll be all mine. I want to steal your soul, and tuck it into my pocket. Develop the negatives and kiss them every chance I get.
You don't have to
by ~MadeyaLooke
No U-TurnsYellow sign glares at me, hanging on His wall. I want to go back, go back, go back To how it used to be, where the only thing I was afraid of was making Him angry, not staying out of His way. Because He was drinking that crystal clear poison, the cheap stuff. It. I could see Him through the crack in my door, tipping His head back, the light catching on the glass tumbler, sending a rainbow throughout the room. He's my father, isn't He supposed to tuck me in at night, play ball with me? Spin sober spirals with me, lecture me, protect me, love me.No U-Turns
No U-Turns
There's
by ~MadeyaLooke
TrophyExpertly styled hair, hourglass shape Little black dress and gleaming kitten heels. Dashing red lipstick 'It's a shade too seductive,' My husband comments crisply. I clench my fists to stop myself from marring his perfectly chiseled face with my freshly manicured nails.Trophy
A possessive arm leads me
into his BMW, with its seats reeking of a perfume that is definitely not my own. We're off to the symphony, to celebrate his homecoming. Well...that's what he thinks. He slides into the driver's seat as my fingers dash into my purse. I pull out my r
by ~MadeyaLooke
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fire, or waterwere this blurred, we'd be submerged, stuck under the waves with warping colours & corals falling away from a certain blue surface, where white animals are climbing. hot & cold climb the same ladder into the eye and we see everything sharper:fire, or water
today there are sky-flags, halfway tattered. browns & sea-thinned greens, then reds & great flames are traditional but the starving stag, steaming in the cracked courtyard says blue is autumn's secret favourite, the colour of bruise & ozone & iris.
a leaf can fall like a cracke
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And He AskedMany years ago a boy asked where the chimney smoke did go, You said it makes the clouds look like they do. And he asked you what would happen if the last tree died, And you told him that the trees just grew and grew.And He Asked
He asked you what would happen if the water all ran out, Or if we got to close to the Sun, And you told him that it couldn't and you just knew that it wouldn't, And anyway you wouldn't live that long.
So he asked you what it meant to have peace on Earth, And you told him that it meant life had no point, Because man was made for war, that was that and you we
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- Current Residence: Michigan.
- Interests: Horses, reading, videos, friends, family, Photoshop, writing
- Favourite movie: Moulin Rouge, Sweeney Todd, August Rush, etcetc.
- Favourite band or musician: Flyleaf, the Used, Paramore, MCR, P!ATD, and so many more..
- Favourite genre of music: Many.
- Favourite poet or writer: Sarah Dessen, Stephen King, Stephenie Meyer, Melody Carlson
- Favourite style of art: Photo Manipulation, Photography, and just plain creativity.
- Operating System: Windows XP
- MP3 player of choice: iPod
- Favourite cartoon character: Bloo
- Tools of the Trade: Canon Digital Rebel XTi & Photoshop
- Email: ungracefull@gmail.com
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- MSN: pinkpanther0891@verizon.net
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I'll sit under the stars and I'll play my guitar and I'll let the night draw to a close, and all who surround me will sing and they'll strum, and we'll all love the life that we chose.
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What if we could?
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"Just because a mouse is in a biscuit box, that doesn't make him a biscuit"
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"The aim of art is not to represent the outward appearance, but the inward significance."
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There is an art, it says, or, rather, a knack to flying. That knack lies in learning how to throw yourself at the ground and miss. --Life, The Universe, And Everything by Douglas Adams
Be afraid. >D
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"The aim of art is not to represent the outward appearance, but the inward significance."
Thank you so much for the
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