

Tree-HuggerThe soft, peaceful breeze Lightly blows the trees, Caresses the leaves, And all worries, relievesTree-Hugger
Darkness unfolds Wonder, the night holds The starry sky knows: For now, all goes
The ocean, it sways Beneath a sun's harsh rays The cool water's touch Sand escapes one's clutch
The clouds from above, We all truly love And as nature breathes in, It warms all from within


In the Night before the LightA setting sun, A brand new run I rise to stroll the night A drunken stagger, No need for a dagger I licked my teeth with delightIn the Night before the Light
I walked into the cool, dim room Music too loud and a gray smoky haze The darkness covered my cold, pale face But my voice quickly pulled the girl's gaze
"Come with me," came my soft whisper, And she was smart enough not to disobey But once I spoke a single word, It was hard not to be my prey
I led her to the alleys of the street, The aroma of her body far too sweet I couldn't resist the temptation mu


Melodic AddictionThe melody courses through my veins Like the blood that keeps me alive Music is like my addiction, I go insane if I am deprivedMelodic Addiction
With every note I hear, I want another to follow It's the only thing keeping me going, Without it, I wallow
The chorus tells of my feelings, And I become the song I lose myself in the lyrics, As I dreamily sing along
My tears fall down in sync, And I laugh along with the flute I dance to the rhythm that leads me on, And my heart beats till its mute
I close my eyes tightly And imagine the e


To Dream or to LiveThe wind is my rhythm, The waves are my song The sand is my home land, A place that knows no wrongTo Dream or to Live
As I sink my hand beneath The surface of the grain, I lift my palm up slowly, Grounded rocks who show no pain
The wind picks up just as I feared And blow at my captured sand They floated away just as they came, Even I could not restrain it with my hand
The sand glides slowly above the ground, Carried by the air Colored so my eye can see, The beauty that lay there
The ocean waves break to my left, A bird calls to my ri


Striking GoldWhat's it worth Striking Gold If it's not worth anything at all?Striking Gold
He'll just say, 'I had fun', And she'll say never again to call.
She'll probably cry, Being Gold, Tarnishing from inside out.
He'll get over it, Being a collector, Gathering the treasures all around.
Silver holds Gold, 'Please don't cry You're worth much more than he is.'
Silver cries too; Feeling for Gold, Having loved her from afar.
Silver keeps Gold, Keeping her safe, And comforting her as long as she needs. &n
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*some guy in the back* THANK YOU CAPTAIN OBVIOUS...
MUH-MUH-MUH-MAYONAISE!
Some guy melted chocolate...
Jesus was born
Hi!
KARMANOBARK! D:
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"To the well-organized mind, death is but the next great adventure." --Albus Dumbledore
Thanks for the add.
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"To the well-organized mind, death is but the next great adventure." --Albus Dumbledore
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