We love ourselves too often and need reach out much more often. It is a social responsibility and it effects the environment also.
So then what's the theme not..
1. Not a theme about weeping a lake out of my eyes.
2. Not a theme of waking up stressed in the morning.
3. Not a theme that means internet empty calories.
4. Not a theme of Less Wicked Land.
5. Not a theme of big brother conspicies.
6. Not a theme of read and read and read!
7. Not mrore troll days.
I'm on my way!
2. Not a theme of waking up stressed in the morning.
3. Not a theme that means internet empty calories.
4. Not a theme of Less Wicked Land.
5. Not a theme of big brother conspicies.
6. Not a theme of read and read and read!
7. Not mrore troll days.
I'm on my way!
Mouse could not find Alice
Alice oh Alice
Where are you
Where are you darling dearest
There is nothing to fear
Night is here
And there is the forest
It is dark there
And almost perfect
For dream to rise
Like ghosts in the middle
Of the nightmare
There is blood red rain
It sounds bad
But then there is day
Then the air clearith
The decline is done
All the sighs die
As the sun shineth
Mercy is kind
Dreams wait beyond lights
Wipe those tears away
There is nothing to fear
It is a rainbow
The mood is gay
Wipe those tears away
Even love will have it's day
Shining upon your silly face
Love like orange shadows
Leap torwards space
And there is change.
Where are you
Where are you darling dearest
There is nothing to fear
Night is here
And there is the forest
It is dark there
And almost perfect
For dream to rise
Like ghosts in the middle
Of the nightmare
There is blood red rain
It sounds bad
But then there is day
Then the air clearith
The decline is done
All the sighs die
As the sun shineth
Mercy is kind
Dreams wait beyond lights
Wipe those tears away
There is nothing to fear
It is a rainbow
The mood is gay
Wipe those tears away
Even love will have it's day
Shining upon your silly face
Love like orange shadows
Leap torwards space
And there is change.
I felt the tiger in my eyes
No ordinary blades
No one knows
And they vanish
Only to reapear
The spirit is busy
And the music is real
The junkies cut a deal
So again swords
Vanish into the air
The air is brisk
Till you hear her
With her patience
And levity.
These Trolls can be better called aggressor-sexuals!
I believe the word has scientific logic to it.
THEY ARE ATTRACTED TO CAUSING HARM MORE THAN THE OPPOSITE OR SAME SEX. VIOLENCE IS FOR THEM LOVE GONE DARK FROM SOMETHINGS LESS WHOLESOME.
THEY ARE ATTRACTED TO CAUSING HARM MORE THAN THE OPPOSITE OR SAME SEX. VIOLENCE IS FOR THEM LOVE GONE DARK FROM SOMETHINGS LESS WHOLESOME.
It was the last squid I tangled with..
Not a giant squid
But much smaller and squishier
With dancing flailing flaming tentacles
Of loving thunder
Hundreds of bunnies began jumping
So I lit a flashlight to its head
New dance songs hit hard?
But much smaller and squishier
With dancing flailing flaming tentacles
Of loving thunder
Hundreds of bunnies began jumping
So I lit a flashlight to its head
New dance songs hit hard?
What do I think my my muse wants to say..
I think she like pointing things out, but not in a mean spirited way. But she would much rather not point things out, she would rather do other things.
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