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If you were...If you were passion And I were a cup I'd hold myself under your waters And be filled upIf you were...
If you were love And I were a heart I'd promise myself I'd never go tart
If you were a star And I were an eye I'd gaze upon you So high in the sky
If you were a word And I were paper I'd make myself As big as a skyscraper
by ~Pizzajosh
Box prompt reduxShe touched the little box in her pocket and smiled, reassured that it was still there. It was important to her that it not get lost. Her life's work depended was wrapped up in that box, and to lose it would be a disaster she wasn't willing to contemplate. As she moved through the door, she couldn't help but think how her device would change the world. She had gone through hell and done terrible deeds to obtain the contents of that box, and victory would finally be hers. Victory over life, over death, over anything that she so desired. This box was possessed of a terrible and frightening power, one that she now controlled. Would itBox prompt redux
by ~Pizzajosh
Box prompt She touched the little box in her pocket and smiled, reassured that it was still there. It was important to her that it not get lost. Her life's work depended was wrapped up in that box, and to lose it would be a disaster she wasn't willing to contemplate. As she moved through the door, she couldn't help but think how her device would change the world. She had gone through hell and done terrible deeds to obtain the contents of that box, and victory would finally be hers. Victory over life, over death, over anything that she so desired. This box was possessed of a terrible and frightening power, one that she now controlled. WoBox prompt
by ~Pizzajosh
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I Saw You, Liam CunningWhat thoughts I have of you tonight Liam Cunning, as I hid down by the wharf under the docks as the foghorn blared an early, pre-dawn roll call.I Saw You, Liam Cunning
In my wet galoshes and frayed pigtails I went towards the frothing tide, seeing your face in all the dockhands.
What rope do I walk here? So cold it is today… I see my life floating away on the jetsam. I saw you, Liam Cunning; homeless, cold-hearted, and so terribly lonely.
You were moaning, calling out- Who am I now? What have I done? Are you her, the one I seek?
I wandered from the ocean’s edge, creeping along the slippery wood pla
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- Current Residence: Michigan
- Interests: Reading, writing, basketball, instant messaging, tribalwars.net
- Favourite band or musician: Mindless Self Indulgence
- Favourite genre of music: Different
- Favourite artist: Vaia
- Operating System: Vista
- Skin of choice: Mine
- Favourite gaming platform: X-Box
- Favourite cartoon character: Johnny Bravo
- Tools of the Trade: Pencil and paper
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