LostI’m so lost,Lost
I’m falling apart, To rebuild, Wouldn’t know where to start.
I feel like, I am a puzzle, The box blank, Don’t know what to make.
I think that, Pieces are missing, I’ll try to, Cover all the holes.
They won’t fit, Together again, Broken and jagged, Continue to try.
Keep searching, For missing pieces, To fill in, All of the spaces.
Until then, I’ll just have to fake, Put on a smile,
And try not to break.
The MessengerSitting on the bench smoking a small cherry cigar, Kali studied the young man across the street. His name was Connor Markham. He was lanky, painfully scrawny, and yet he was eating a huge portion at a nice restaurant, with what Kali could only assume was his girlfriend. She’d watched him eat before, he ate like a pig and yet he never gained an ounce. Looking down, she wished she was so lucky. Running for a few hours every night to work off the fries and chocolate, though she guessed her diet might just be the problem.The Messenger
She watched as the couple shared food, drink and garlic bread sticks. Kali’s mouth was salivating, how
HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY CANADA!
Sunny Mood
and your a project leader as well! am I to assume, you got some juicy project in the works? (lol I on the other hand feel like mine is going to slow ^_^;; )
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pencil artist, comment on my stuff please!
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Teresa: Tell me the truth.
Patrick: Truth. Darth Vader? Luke's father.
~The Mentalist
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Teresa: Tell me the truth.
Patrick: Truth. Darth Vader? Luke's father.
~The Mentalist
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-Van Halen
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