| My dog, Missy |
Planet Julius

the story of the sad hillThe hill looked so gray, in the shadow that seemed to come from nowhere, the lone tree cries The lone tree dies. No one will mourn, but the hill All alone but surrounded by life. A piece of the land, yet a gray lone island Without companionship, but with enough love to sharethe story of the sad hill
There a sound from the sky All against logic the skies cry
Crying for a lost hope a lost dream and an enormous need From these tears there grows a seed
From the seed appears new life that will grow with every year It will turn the hill in a lively place a sanctuary without fear &n


venturethis might be a bad idea that was probably the last sane thought that spun around between the many unsettling machinations that manifested within me, as my bare feet touched the surface of the cool sand, that lay resting under the gaze of the black mantled night sky, the stars looked down upon me as i navigated the sands step by step.venture
As my eyes adjusted to the dark night and my skin adapted to the cold wind i saw her, lying there in front of me, beautiful and innocent, her arms stretched out, waiting for my embrace.
I took the dive, the last one i ever took
As i embraced her cold beauty, inn
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If I'm to fall
Would you be there to applaud?
Or would you hide behind them all?
'Cause if I were to go
In my heart you'll grow
And that's where you belong.
Oasis
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If I'm to fall
Would you be there to applaud?
Or would you hide behind them all?
'Cause if I were to go
In my heart you'll grow
And that's where you belong.
Oasis
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War is not healthy for children and other living things ...
~peace, love and groovy stuff~
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