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She was a shy girl with whisper of a voice and willowy limbs no one knew her well, or where she had come from no one, in fact, could even articulate when she had arrived but they did notice when deep into the night she would slink between the heavy wooden church doors   and perch at the archaic upright in God's basement. no one knew where she had come from but oh she could make that piano wail, pulling sounds from the keys in combinations so achingly beautiful they were almost alien. sounds that drew men and children alike from their beds to heave stuck and splintery windows wide apart for a better listen. for hours she would pou

you can be leaner you can be meaner but he couldn't leave her he should have seen her she's lowing her head now she's going to bed now and she won't wake up till the morning he could be stronger he could be wiser he could be weaker he could be tired the touch of her fingers he feels them linger and he wont wake up till the morning. cause when this world spins round and round we're searching for some solid ground when down is up and up is down we're falling down, we're falling down she called trouble from the start but she could not stop her beating heart she only hoped his words were true when he said "i'll come back fo

She sits indian-style on the fire escape on the fifth floor of the building, a cigarette hanging loosely from her index and middle fingers, watching a group of pre-pubescent boys pick on each other like chickens in the alley below. Her Green Vengeance-stained hair is tired and limp, pulled back and to the side and secured by one of the hair bands they sell out of a bucket in front of the register at Whitey's for fifty cents a piece. An impulse buy, Honey would say, but she doesn't care, she has a million of them in a million different colors. She loves how the plastic square beads clack together if she moves her head in just the right way. T

I wish I could have said my instinct told me not to but it didn't. It gave me the all-clear. It didn't know what to expect of you any more than I did. We're a lousy team, my instinct and I. But it isn't your fault, no. It's an awful habit I have, getting too hopeful about things. You are not to blame, so don't trouble yourself with guilt. I only want to see the best in people. I need to stop doing that, wouldn't you say? Keep boys like you at arms length like you should be. They're only eye candy anyway. Good for touching and holding, and being held by if you're lucky. Falling asleep against if you're lucky. I was lucky. Alt

and we'll shake this city till it all falls down we'll take the world by storm you awake the beast in me in you my fire is born and the constellations in the sky will learn to bear our name we'll ride upon a waxen moon and put the sun to shame and that sun will hide in fear for we did steal it's light but we glow bigger, stronger we know it's ours by right. and the sky itself isn't big enough to keep us trapped inside we'll push the boundries of the universe the stars will be our guide and the mountains in their glory will bow their peaks and sigh in awe of the bond between these lovers flying by. and the hills