

Clearing Analogies AwayIn the months between September and now I wish I were a summers girl Succumb to the leisurely, lazy pace of that heat And the air of it, heavy and smoothClearing Analogies Away
To become such a girl I would slip between the grass and the sun And be folded into the day
But I have become what autumn did expect: A pack of cards Un-played, on the mantelpiece Wary, and shuffled only by time Some edges bent by will One by force, But seemingly in meticulous condition
But see, our world to busy with impetuous desires Lover and life To notice but a scra


ScissorsMaria, can you find me the scissors? Missy called up the stairs of the small Victorian house. Im cutting out some magazine pics for our rooms and you had them last. Hot guys? Layla asked as she leaned over the banister. Of course! Missy laughed. I call dibs on Heath Ledger! HA! Thats what YOU think! Maria shouted from her room upstairs. Ill try to find the scissors for you Missy. I think theyre in the basement. Got any pics of Brad Pitt? Layla called down, cause Im all over that like Courtney LoScissors


Through Microphones and GazesThe stage lights came on. An electric guitar plucking. C, G, E. E, B, G#, E. A, E, C. F, C, F, C.Through Microphones and Gazes
The calendar outside the coffeehouse read: "Indie/punk/alt/punk pop. Like Nobodys Business, Last In Line, The Collisions, GreenFeildSorrow"
And again, the plucking of the same set of notes. The hot lights fell onto her exposed skin.
Piper stood there, in a black tight fishnet shirt, with a half ripped lime green tee over it, blue jeans, and converse indoor shoes along with a leather wristband to go with her


KurtI am doomed to remember a boy I once knew. His name was Kurt. He was amazing; he had this personality that would light up a room, aside from his soft brown hair and intense eyes. I thought I was in love with him. Whenever I had an opportunity to see him, I would.Kurt
You left my mind all torn apart, taste of your kiss still in my mouth again, We cant pretend It never was, well never be, Anything more I want to know This is the end
My friend Andrew took me to his house one afternoon to surprise him. I can still remember walking down the stairs to the cold, concr
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What's the point in wearing rocketship underwear if nobody asks to see them??
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