

Nature's puzzlepiece piece by piece in the least fall apart piece by piece intricate puzzle made by nature works together--piece by piece interlocking bones ivory pale bones polished like ebony perfect pieces bones that fit bones that gleam strong like iron--so it seems skeletons perfect examples examples of perfection bones fit together piece by pieceNature's puzzle
Dignified sneer

Ode to a can of sodaFizzle! Pop! You delight me with your fizz and sparkle Crisp coldness envelopes my taste buds and dances on my tongue Your can is so smooth and so round and so ingenious Pop top tabs that click and hiss Calories and sugar abound! You are a wicked treat Tasty with ice cream or alone or mixed Best when not flat or warm Poured into a cup or kept in the can You are enjoyed in any and every container You come in liter bottles so that I may savor you longer More of you in one convenient locationOde to a can of soda
Oh soda, you are my drink of choice I choose you over milk, for


Coffee BreakIt was late Saturday evening and Starlight was craving a good cup of strong, black coffee. After driving around Chicago for a while, a flashing sign for a diner caught her eyeStarlight got a good parking space since it was late and most people were at home asleep. As she walked through the door to the diner, she saw him, presumably a waiter, lying stark naked on the cold linoleum floor, blood pooling around his torso. Harsh florescent lighting reflected off the kitchen knife that was protruding from his side. Conflicting instincts told her both to flee and to check to see if he was all right. Overcoming the urge toCoffee Break


Kaze IIIKazeAnd now the tears start to fall, now that my dear beloved Tithe was taken back by the library – not leaving a single trace of ever existing in my house, not even a receipt for a fine… Sigh. All good things must come to an end, but hopefully it’s still fresh in my memory to continue writing this fan fiction. Fingers crossed.Sorry I haven’t updated in a while, but there are a LOT of stories I haven’t updated in MONTHS and people urgently need chapters. Sweat drop. Hee hee, I need to get on top of that. So. Here you go, while I’m still in the mood to write.Uh, I can’t remember what colour eyes Roiben has – so can someone tell me (please!) anKaze III
Devious Comments
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It is the spectator, and not life, that art really mirrors! Oscar Wilde.
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There's a lane that leads to fairyland... it's just a breath away.
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We don't fight fair
with smiles on our faces
we're dropped and well-concealed in secret places
we don't fight fair>><
Tassos
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Vita brevis, ars longa...Life is short, while the art is long...
Hippocrates of Kos
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We don't fight fair
with smiles on our faces
we're dropped and well-concealed in secret places
we don't fight fair>><
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Never take someone for granted
Hold every person close to your heart
Because you might wake up one day
And realize that you've lost a diamond
While you were too busy collecting stones.
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There's a lane that leads to fairyland... it's just a breath away.
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There's a lane that leads to fairyland... it's just a breath away.
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There's a lane that leads to fairyland... it's just a breath away.
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AB IMO PECTORE ... AD TEMPUS VITAE
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AB IMO PECTORE ... AD TEMPUS VITAE
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