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LocketIt isn't the right timeAs I am lying in wait.Looking for the right rhymeThat intertwines our fate.She unknowingly has this locket,And it plays a sad part.She let's it fly off like a rocket,Like my sad little heart.Her locket is special to me,As it makes me smile.It holds a picture of she,But it'll be of us, in a while.Things as they are,Are actually pretty fun.You're my special starIn a series that's just begun.
Little Grasshopper 2A little grasshopper found his way to a rather modern city compared to his rural village. This certain grasshopper wants to become someone worth remembering. Someone you can respect; someone who actually made a difference. His village is currently in a time of hardship. Famine and whatnots have been on the rise.The little grasshopper's first stop in the city, was the city square. He figured that maybe the city square was somewhat like his village's meeting place. There, he found numerous personalities, and countless sights to behold. From there he could see rather tall buildings which made use of its surroundings to make great use of the sunlight. There were also other grasshoppers in the area, most of which, had a lot to do. Some were on their way to work, and some were just there being idle. He eventually found his way to one of the rather...friendlier looking grasshoppers.Little grasshopper asked him if there was anything he could do to help a village in need, to which the friendl
The Rocket Mushroom 2The Rocket Mushroom.Showing might to fight.The Fuel for doom...Was Sprite!A lemon-lime flavor,A sweet little endeavor.A taste you will savor,A drink to love forever.His Ambrosial-nessHe who needs notA single buttress.He will make you squat.When he is high,Your powers are nigh.He will attenuateand set you straight.He does not cadge,You are just complaisant.So what if you wear a badge?You aren't even adjacent.The Rocket mushroomPrepare, craven.Gloom will loom.There will be no haven.
A Risk Maybe?"Will you take the risk?" is what I always ask myself whenever I think of the word "Repeat". There's the risk in the repeat, that the ending outcome would come out differently.I used to take care of this little girl a long time ago. She was my neighbor, and was always left alone. Her parents did not have much time to spend with her because they had work, and by the time they got home, they would usually be exhausted. This little girl was always left with me by the parents on weekends. She had a big sister. Her big sister was 15 then, a year younger than I was.She wasn't someone you'd call spectacularly eye-catching, or someone who would stand out in the crowd. But somehow, she made total sense to me.The little girl was probably 8 years old around that time. So I usually played silly games with her, like hide and seek and stuff like that. I'd walk her home an hour before dinner time and each time, I hoped that her sister was home. More often than not, she was anyway.I'd usually ring
We'll find out eventually.There's a star in the sky that's waiting to show up.I'm your typical school boy, but I like to dream. There's also this typical school girl, who likes writing about her day. I'm not much of a writer, so I can only dream of the adjectives I can use to describe her.She sort of likes this guy. This guy is a close friend of mine, and his life is pretty...disturbing. Its like one of those horror movies where a person seems like a good person, but secretly has a secret killer night life? Ok, so maybe, its not that bad, but he's still messed up. She likes the good boy type of person. An image I don't think I will ever have. She doesn't know him that well because he's pretty quiet. What I'm trying to say is that I just know, that I'm way more than that guy will ever be, and yet she probably places him above me.I'm not really your studious guy, but I do get the job done when I need to. I'm really good at certain subjects and I enjoy extra-curricular work. She, however, is somewhat an academi