Journal!
Oh dear, what should I write here?
Possibly the torturous depth of my angst?
The sugar coated non-sense of my daily life?
No.
Whatever the hell I want to write,
That's what.
Today I feel sleepy and contented,
and the rain is beautiful and clear.
The night clouded and
The clouds blood red.
The lights of the city
Make the sky a night light
Brighter then any need.
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Untitled (Doesn't That Bother You?)
Decided to keep the title, because that was originally my idea. This account has finally become mine alone. Hayle got a new one. Anyway, this is my journal... yup.
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Thank God I don’t think out loud
Too many thoughts in my head right now
Mostly concerning the moonlight
And it’s dance across your neck
I’m out of practice…and you smell like roses.
Too many thoughts in my head right now
Mostly concerning the moonlight
And it’s dance across your neck
I’m out of practice…and you smell like roses.