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You can be the peanut butter to my jelly
You can be the faygo fizzing in my belly
You can be my bro and I can be your best mate
You can be the chills I feel on our first date

You can be Pupa Pan and I can be your faerie
You can be there for me when I get scary
You can be scratches that are up across my skin
Or you can be the miracle I see in the mornin'

Don't know if I could ever be
Without you cause boy you complete me
And in time I know that we'll both see
That we're all we need

Cause your the faygo to my pie
Your the troll to my pail
Your the happy to my high
And your gonna be my moirail

Cause your the one for me
And I'm the one for yo

Myth of the Stars and MoonThe most beautiful scene in my life
Was when I met you
In the midst of a crowd, silently looking at you
Strange,yet also familiar
Despite breathing in air from the same sky
I am not able to embrace you
If time, identity and name were changed
I hope I will still remember your eyes
Our story does not count as beautiful
Yet it is unforgettable
Where will you be in a thousand years time?
What would the scenery look like around you?
Would you also have lots of words to say to me
That were silently buried in your dreams
If we had bravely remained together
Would there be a different ending today?
-Jin Sha

Broadway Specials: Without You (feat. Bloody Mary)

Verse I:
Search for the answer I thought you would hold.
You’ve lost your way.
A heart so gray.
How would I have known what you were all along?
And here I am,
Alone I stand.

All we have,
Is one last chance.
Please don’t turn your back on me.
You took my heart.
Ripped it out.
All I asked was not to fail me.
And I see that it just can’t be.

Chorus:
You say it’s nothing new.
I’ve tried all that I can.
How can I survive without you?
There’s nothing left to lose.
My Guardian Angel’s dead.
How can I survive without you?

What's New Prissy-Cat ouoWhat's new Prissy-cat?
woah oh woah oh woah oh oh~
What's new Prissy-cat
woah oh woah oh woah oh oh oh oh~
--
Prissy-cat, Prissy-cat
I love you, Yes I do!~ <3

Broadway Specials: Kiss Me.

Verse I
(Jake)
Kiss me.
Out of my lazy slumber
Nightly
I’ve been a fragile dreamer.
Sing sweet
I see your shining smile
From across the room, I wonder if I could stay a while, Oh

Chorus:
Jamie
Beneath the milky twilight you’re
Lovely
Out on this moonlit walkway
Take my hand.
They say we just won’t work but
No one ever understands.
Give me your reasons please.
Just kiss me.

Verse II
Kiss me
Down by the broken fall out.
Let me
Pull that little ribbon out.
Tell me
That your free today.
To take a walk with me and we’ll just waste the day away, OH.

Chorus:
Jamie
Beneath the milky twilight you’re
Lovely
Out on this

Flight to happinessJust close your eyes, my darling, please,
And listen to the trees that hiss
Outside the window of your room
In flavours of the flowers in bloom.

Just close your eyes and breathe the air
That comes inside and touches your hair,
That brings you songs of summer day
And leaves the cold times far away.

Imagine you can touch the sky,
Give me your hand and we will fly
Above the towns and fields of green
Right to the lands we've never seen.

We'll leave routine and social masks,
Forget the duties and the tasks,
Just wishing to be on our way
To nowhere all night and day.

So, hold my hand and close your eyes,
We'll take a trip up to the skies
Like b

Broadway Specials: Don't Love Me Dead Gwen.

Verse I

Love me oh so divine.
And entwine you fingers with mine.
Your heart has a beat.
Now isn't that neat?
No need to brag it to me...*snap* (spoken: ass.)

Drain me dangerously low.
Fill my heart with anger when you kiss her right in front of me so.
Loving but cold
Boy you are bold.

You liar! I hate you!

Chours:

My dear adopted partner.
What make you think you're smarter?
And as his anger sharpens.
The sword I bare is my coffin.
I know he adores me wholly.
And when he smiles my face turns red.
What's he trying to do to my head.

OH DON'T LOVE ME DEAD!

Verse II:

You treat me with such apathy.
Do you even acknowledge me?
With each waki

Play me like a guitarYou got to play me like a guitar
Just any chord won’t do
You have to play from the heart,
Gotta treat me like I’m a part of you

Hold me close by the neck
And pluck my strings one by one
And we will see if by the end
We were meant to have some fun

Just cause I am built this way
Doesn’t make me hollow
Play everything right
And we will see what’s to follow

Wait And SeeIt's five in the mornin'
The train's rollin' in
I don't wanna let go
But it'll be better in Chicago
Tears stain my cheeks
'Cause you're my everything
I won't see you again
Not for many weeks

Simply beautiful dressed up
Or in a plain ole tee
I've always said
You look good in anything
So wipe those tears away
Come here and kiss me
I'll never let ya go
Just wait and see

All these hopes and fears
They come flooding back
Will I get to see you again
I feel you slippin' through the cracks
Every night I wait
For your call
Give me a chance
I'll give you my all

Simply beautiful dressed up
Or in a plain ole tee
I've always said
You look good in anyth

RomanceI sit on my own in the silence of night
Watching my time passing by,
Wishing to find myself by your side
And never to tell you good-bye.

I know that tomorrow I'll see you again
But I can't help feeling so blue.
'Cause only your eyes that once made me insane
Can get me so high and break through...

Awaken MeThey said it couldn't be done
She's too far gone
And then you came
Singing your song
You woke me
Stirred me from eternity
You showed me your world
Brought me back from obscurity

So here I am
I stand before you
My heart I give
Show me what love is true
Awaken me from this dream
Tell me what I mean
Give me hope, desire
Set me ablaze
Invoke these fires

I can't run from you
You hold my gaze
My heart transforms
Into a darkened maze
And you traverse
The deepest parts of me
You lift this curse
You find a way to set me free

So here I am
I stand before you
My heart I give
Show me what love is true
Awaken me from this dream
Tell me what I mean
Give

Once there lived a little boy Once there lived a little boy in a small town named N,
Who loved to gaze the stars at night and count all of them.
He also counted planets far away from his small town,
When day-time noise was fading and the Sun was going down.

He smelled the night air smiling in reply to twinkling stars,
And dreamed of day when he could fly and go to the Mars
And even farther and somehow cross the outter space
To find the world of happiness in cosmic dust and haze.

As days passed by, the boy grew up never giving up his dream,
And every night he still kept gazing little stars winking at him,
Believing he would find the way to make his dream come true
And sh

The Colors of BlueLove 100 people, have 100 problems
But you know you aren't one of those
Everyone else can be a drag, dragging me down
But you're always there to lighten me up
And sail me to the heavens above

[chorus]
How do I make a song not sound cheap?
Make it melodious and sweet
No mention of “baby” and “girl”
I hope I've written something swell

Do you remember when I first met you?
Who'd have thought the girl on Skype'd
Been the the girl I'd fall in love with
And I really, really have fallen

[chorus]

You're looking at me with those soulful blue eyes
And I can feel my heart skipping beats
But it only gets to do so
Because you m

It's Been YearsIt's been years...
It's been years since I touched one,
Years since I hugged one,
A girl I thought I loved.
It's been years...
It's been years since I kissed one,
Years since I held one,
A girl I thought I loved.

And my heart has felt so empty,
The cracks just seem too deep.
And the problem just gets worse
The more that I dream.

It's been years...
It's been years since she touched me,
Years since she hugged me,
A girl I thought I loved.
It's been years...
It's been years since she kissed me,
Years since she held me,
A girl I thought I loved.

And, oh, this romantic heart of mine,
So hopelessly seeking that love divine.
A hopeless romantic i

Abrazame asiHug me like this,
that this night I want to feel,
from your chest that nervous beat,
that you have when you are with me.
Hug me like this,
that theres is nothing better in life,
like saying yes to the heart
when it ask for love.
Hug me like this,
and in one kiss I am going to tell you,
the sweetest love secret,
that exist in my heart.
Come close to me,
and this night lets live
the most beautiful madness of love.
Hug me like this.
Hug me like this,
that theres is nothing better in life,
like saying yes to the heart
when it ask for love.
Hug me like this,
and in one kiss I am going to tell you,
the sweetest love secret,
that exist in my heart.

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Could We Start Again?

by *Paulwe, Feb 3, 2013, 4:40:30 PM
Literature / Poetry / Romantic / General / Songs & Lyrics

Sometimes I wonder if for you I'd touch the sky.

I'd have to stretch, but I'd make it, I'd lift you up so high.

And sometimes I wish that would give me this one dance;

Send me into a vision, push me into a trance.

Sometimes I wonder if it's really worth it loving you.

You know that I've always said I'll do anything for you.

Well, maybe I can't make good on that promise, so in shame

I ask you, well, I've screwed up bad, so could we start again?

Jolts of creativity in my Technicolor dreams,

Tin men and painted scarecrows bursting at the seams;

Red kings and black queens, it's really all the same,

But right now I need a clean slate, so could we start again?

Could We Start Again?by *Paulwe

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Poem I found in my sta.sh archives. It seemed more or less complete, so I'm uploading it.

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~IttyBitty1996 Feb 3, 2013 Student Artist

It is a good one! ^.^

*Paulwe Feb 3, 2013 Hobbyist General Artist

Thanks!

~IttyBitty1996 Feb 4, 2013 Student Artist

Your welcome! Sorry for not replying earlier, I had High School. O.O

*Paulwe Feb 4, 2013 Hobbyist General Artist

Nah, it's fine. I know how it is, I'm in high school too.

~IttyBitty1996 Feb 5, 2013 Student Artist

Really?

*Paulwe Feb 5, 2013 Hobbyist General Artist

yup. If you can believe this, I'm in Grade 8, it's just that I'm gifted, so yeah, I'm basically doing stuff at a higher grade level. That's why I can write so well.

~IttyBitty1996 Feb 6, 2013 Student Artist

Wow! ^^ That's a great gift! ^^ And yes, I do believe you.

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