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The moon is alive shouted the quiet little whisper,
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The moon is alive shouted the quiet little whisper, -ever so much crisper as he used to be a lisper- |
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The whisper caught the wind and carried to the stars.
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a message for each and every heart
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as we drift into the night knowing we wont be apart.
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Sshh cried the moon we wisper for a reason
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To give your heart to another would surely be treason
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Who do you think you betray; when strength is found in numbers
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Edited by
The Wrong Alice
on
Sat 05/12/18 01:07 PM
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You could numb your creativity , roared the deafening thunder
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My creativity exist outside the confines of the world
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Whistled the heavenly, softly spoken, songbird
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Edited by
Ladywind7
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Sun 05/20/18 02:44 PM
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Moon silhouetted, songbird wings become otherworldly Angels wings, covering fragile hearts.
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Oh, darn..... I had it in my mind and then the spell check kicked in and I forgot what I wanted to write...!!!!!
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Edited by
Ladywind7
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Sun 05/20/18 10:06 PM
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Spell check? Has magick struck to steal our treasures,
our thoughts and cast us into the Amnesiac Wilderness where we wander, to die passionless deaths? |
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We feel the gentle flutter the excitement it imparts
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And then it was time for high tea, and everyone ate toasted teacakes, toasted marshmallows with jelly n ice cream lol
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Edited by
The Wrong Alice
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Mon 05/21/18 09:46 AM
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The owl stirred, and opened its enchanted eye
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Edited by
mysticalview21
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Mon 05/21/18 11:31 AM
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To be hold the other side ... it clearly was majestic... through his eyes ...
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