I'll build myself a mansion to shield me from the rains, To guard me from their cruel words and all their worldly pains; I'll build it out of loneliness, I'll build it out of sorrow;
Just 'who you know' to open doors - - - It's a Face-fit' thing, you see.
No one denies the beauty of the rose, and yet its thorns are there for all to see. In scarlet fields another flower grows. Its make-up is more deadly by degree.
Was it worth it? That’s what they’ll think. That’s what I’m thinking now, lying here in my own blood.
She stepped out of the door And shouted at a man in a suit, Thrust a plastic bag into his hand To clear up after his dog, But he just shrugged and walked off. In the park she had to ask
When I was five I sat in a plane waiting on the runway. Leaving behind everything I knew, and you standing waving at me. I tried to stay, to open the window so the plane couldn’t take off.
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I’d like to give the Earth a great big hug and keep all its continents warm and snug and, upon its equator, place a kiss to say there is no greater place than this.
FAN MAN P K Routray The name may not be there in Google net or any dictionary, But it is a real name of a trade in past never an imaginary. It may be year of nineteen fifty nine,
The sky still remained cloudy, as Brad and Simon walked along the river's edge.
The poor child was so scared as she crawled out from the scrub
There's too much on one side of the fulcrum This imbalance will threaten all The Free Will Society split into two The Foundation must harken their call Their plan is to reboot existence
A ladder reaches down To a hallway Two ways to go To power down The source That separates The universes From each other Described as A million dancing fingertips