

The Last Time I Saw YouThe last time I saw you,The Last Time I Saw You
your hair fell in your face- your eyes fell to my shoes,
my heart fell to the floor.
The last time I saw you,
your hug was not the same, your smile was old and worn, my heart was beating hard.
The last time I saw you,
the tears clung to my eyes, the lies clung to your lips, the hurt hung in the air.
The last time I saw you,
the past was drug back up, the present silence sunk, the future- dreary black.
The last time I saw you,
I stood on tippy-toes,
caressed your pale white fa


Contemplation of LoveShe looks out her window, gazing at the moon Only a blank stare, not even a slight smile And then she bends down, untying her shoes, Opens her purse, and takes out a cigarette. Her face is cold, as are her hands In contemplation of a lost love.Contemplation of Love
She thinks about the misplacement of love, The way it first shines like the light of the moon Everything is about feeling another’s hands Creating sensuality that makes someone else smile. Like the way two new friends share a cigarette In an awkward way, shuffling shoes.
She can’t imagine walking in another’s shoes, &


GoodnightTwo hands entwined like lovers at dawn, Your speech without words encites a riot within. Though I know it is fleeting, tomorrow you're gone I can't help but think this is the place to begin.Goodnight
And your life with mine, so hectic, unsure Breaks down the walls- my heart, left alone Lovers are sweet, they're naive and they're pure So, baby, maybe it's time to come home.
Don't leave me here, cuddling my bear As the darkness envelopes this world I call mine... Wrap your arms around me, put your face in my hair I assure you that everything will be fine.
Kisse


FateA sunny day in the park. There is a single bench CENTRE stage. GOD is sitting on the LEFT side of the bench. He has long, white hair and a long, white beard, and is wearing a simple white robe. He is reading a newspaper. Enter PETER from the RIGHT. He is wearing black pants, leather shoes, a white shirt and a garish, comical tie. He is carrying a paper bag. PETER sits on the bench next to GOD, setting his bag next to him. He folds his hands and admires the weather.Fate
PETER. Beautiful weather today. GOD [focusing on his newspaper]. Mm-hm. PETER. [Extending his hand] The name’s Peter.
Three guys
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EVERY MOON DIES AFTER ITS LAST PHASE
Its how you represent yourself when the time comes...
Throughout our final moments and last days...
If you gets lost, just listen to the inner drums...
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TAG UR IT! THIS IS A SEXYY TRAIN IF U RECIEVE THIS IT MEANS
UR FREAKIN SEXY.... IF U GET THIS BACK UR EVEN
SEXIERR...SEND THIS TO 10 PEOPLE....IF U BREAK THIS CHAIN U
WILL HAVE BAD SEX FOR THE NEXT 30 YEARS.....GOODLUCK
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EVERY MOON DIES AFTER ITS LAST PHASE
Its how you represent yourself when the time comes...
Throughout our final moments and last days...
If you gets lost, just listen to the inner drums...
greets *luke5
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