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'Twas I that killed the Walrus;

And in truth, he had it coming.

How dare he act so high above us!

How dare he say that he is king!

Too long the murderous fiend he's played,

And hid behind a friendly screen!

First the tragic oyster parade,

And now the Carpenter in a ravine!

His killing rampage had to end,

And after a glass of drugged liqueur,

I took my dagger firm in hand

And finished off the scornful cur.

The sea is peaceful once again

With…

When you look up at the stars, you look for the North Star to tell you where everything is. WHile we look for that star, we look over all the other ones. Those stars are simply unimportant because it isnt what we want. In life we look over what we dont want. You miss such a amazing oppurtunity because you believe that isn't what you want. Well reallly....how do you know? Be careful on the path you choose...you can go too far and get lost in life, and maybe it isnt really what you wanted.…

TOXIC DREAMS…

CHAPTER ONE - MURDER



Murder, my parents were not killed on accident or anything, they were murdered and I am going to find out why and who did it if it was the last thing I do. I am not going to ‘sit back’ and let the detectives handle this, they are not going to do anything! So why even bother with them, are they gonna solve it? No! They won’t help with anything. When everything is calmed down, I am going to leave – to find the person who murdered my parents. My…

This is only the beginning to my prologue. I'm hoping for some constructive criticism, please, so don't be shy and tell me what you think. Thanks. =)

I saw him in a haze of white. It was almost like a dream --- so vague but so real. . . . I couldn't tell the difference between reality and imagination. Silver eyes had shone at me from behind a blur of snow, like fresh embers hot against burning coals. Odd, that those eyes were still piercing, even amongst the snow; I was drawn…

A captivating novelette,written in the first person narrative.tells a true story of a young man,who married a divorced lady and when the prodigal husband returns with bags of money,she let go her new husband-easily and unbelievably.

Look out for a copy of this and many more.

Remember when you were little? And the simple things that made you so happy? The playdough and hide and seek...and Sesame Street and Barney? Maybe those things dont make you happy now...but just think about it. I'm not sure what I'm saying...but I'm saying it anyway. I was really...angry a few days ago. I saw a picture of me and my family when I was 4...we were all apple picking and I had on the biggest smile. Think about the little things when you're down. No matter what happened when you…

Love me or let me go, go go

Love me or let me go, go go!

Stuck, stuck in your picture perfect fantasy world.

Keep run in circles in your merry go around

So for once, dont try to tell me which way to go,

Whoaa oh

I'm gettin tired of trying to fit your description

Of that girl, shes so barbie shes so fiction.

Wake up, your mind is somewhere stuck in a dream

Whoaa oh

I’m…

Have you ever been so overwhelmed with a person. When this certain person enter the room. Your heart just light up, like if you bulb has been change. This certain person can sell you dreams and you will spend all your money buying them. Until one day you finally get to the end of the tunnel and realize you never new this certain person... (jus a thawt)