

An Auntie's JobYoure too young to be so angry. You dont even know why youre crying. Its so unfair to you, but believe me, I do understand, even if you dont. Youre mad at himAn Auntie's Job
And you want to hate him, But you never will. When you grow up, maybe youll understand. He drinks and becomes this raving monster. You dont understand why he does it.
Your mother understood, if a little late. But hes a good person, really. Deep down you know that. After all, your mother loved him, and they gave us: you. When you grow up, maybe you


TVEagerly anticipating that flickering light After a long day I rush home to see My favorite TV shows of the night On FOX or G4, Spike or NBC.TV
The characters are so familiar, In the stories Im so very involved. Will he propose to her? Will the murder be solved?
You may think Im a fanatic When dramas make me cry, And coming home late makes me panic That Ill miss the new CSI.
So be it then, a fanatic Ill be. I just cant help that I love TV!
By: Marjorie Schaeffner


Ghost of a Savannah HotelGhost of a Savannah Hotel (Ballad)Ghost of a Savannah Hotel
The hotel glistened in candlelight Behind the curtain would Carolyn hide On the balcony far above To watch the guests arrive.
She returns to her room To Joseph, her love, To dress according to her guests And make the grand entrance above.
Handsome Joseph worked hard To make the hotel grand And Carolyn the happy hostess Always giving her love a helping hand.
Beautiful, lonely Carolyn What a tragic tale Walking alone forever A never fading shadow pale.
Destined to


Busy BuzzingHer buzz was my buzz kill. Five o' clock and drinking still. I'd like to think otherwise, I'd like to forget, But your little girl and that bottle bet.Busy Buzzing
They bet she couldn't do it. She bet that she could. Now a rotting corpse where your angel stood.
Angel, you've got you tainted. Angel I can't hear you sing. Your lungs are full of fire and your kiss ain't worth the sting.
You just burn in heaven like bad little angels do. I'll just rest here in Hell: an eternity saved from you.
GIANT HEADSLAP TO THE TALKY ONES BACKHEADSIDE
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Everything that I'm not has been sacrificed for having music. And it's actually quite alot. It sounds extreme, but I don't know why I'd want to live if I didn't have this job. It's one task, one craft, one mission, and it's one life. -Utada Hikaru
Oh and welcome to dA.
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The educated monkey speaks, and it is so.
let me know when you start posting work
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-tony
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The educated monkey speaks, and it is so.
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