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These all make me levels of happy I can only express through interpretive dance! *joyshit*  |
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Half A Love Story In London He was young, and beautiful,Half A Love Story In London by ~MousyXxXPansyReborn
He lived in the city alone-
Some days, he didn't speak at all,
He loved it when it snowed…
He wore pearls under his jumpers,
but no one ever knew,
no one ever noticed him,
or ever had a clue-
in the cold his heart was breaking,
he feared the stories might be true
the thoughts were sometimes too much to bare,
In the moments he forgot what to do.
So still he begged the Angles
to always hold his hand,
and trace his footsteps in the falling dust,
as he chased the promised land.
He dwelled upon the endings-
All the lives that weren't saved.
The mingled bruises, blue and gray,
And the p
I'm Stoned. His skin dripped off like clothing,I'm Stoned. by ~MousyXxXPansyReborn
As the drugs took their effect-
And the warmth coming from him still
Was the best I've ever had.
And I'm not sure when I dropped of,
I guess one or two
But my brain is clicking like a clock
With the chime of the
What?
I'm sorry, did I forget again?
I'm stoned and this one time,
I went to the zoo.
I'd like to kiss you,
Tomorrow night or next,
If that is alright with you.
Says all the house plants
And city dogs,
And the law breakers in their parents cars,
We are free.
The euphoria of being young,
Of realizing again
We aren't what we think we aren't
And we will only forget when
| These all make me levels of happy I can only express through interpretive dance! *joyshit* |
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Thank you for the fave on Matt Smith- My Doctor 
but im gunna watch you anyway. 
