Smell the PoetryThere you are, pushing open the door, Guitar on your back, your hand on the strap, Hazel eyes scanning the room as you step in. I lose my voice and hide behind the soundboard, Heart pounding, shaking me, head to toe. You greet our friends, make your rounds, Unload the gear, take requests for the set list… Finally you spot me and slip through the crowd. Hot lead flashes down my spine and I blush, Afraid you’ll smell the poetry on my breath.Smell the Poetry
Stolen SeasonThis is not life It’s just a stolen season A fool’s paradise Figment, fantasy, fabricated fancy A few shreds of time we’ve nicked And sewn together with the bits of string left over From stitching my heart back together After the first time A fata morgana Dreams, soon to fade with the sun’s rebirth But God, GOD Isn’t it beautiful?Stolen Season
Mmmm, busy...
Adoration
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"I am... GREAT!" - Captain Morgan
"Let's get WASTED!!!" - Red-Haired Shanks
"Surpass me! Roronoa Zoro!" - Juraquille Mihawk
"Ahem." *clears throat* "OOOoooOOOoooOOO!" - Zoro
"Hello? This is the Shitty Restaurant." - Sanji
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~Fried-Jelly gave me the idea for the icons. 8D I didn't trace, but I give miss Jelly full credit for giving me the idea.
you're welcome,dear))
Thank-you for the
I’m glad you like my work.
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Dreamer.Dancer.Performer.
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