| Fiji a thousand photos of this river couldn't do it justice. |


The First Love StoryI'll tell you a mystery It's one no one can fathom And no one can topThe First Love Story
It's a story of no hope Of children dying on the street Of biting dogs in their bellies And sores upon their feet
It's a story of a girl Gold hair loose around her face Daddy steps a little closer
And her heart begins to race
A world with foul history There's no rest for the weary No food for the starved
How can hungry children play? How can tortured women pray?
It's a mystery of a man With flesh on his bones and blood in his veins


I'm All Grown Up NowThe mind feeds on the corners of sanity And distorts the seemingly solid reality Until imagination over runs The feeble boundaries, overcome And colour explodes onto the grey Dull contours of routine dayI'm All Grown Up Now
Splattering it floods the pavement and glass Rippling as it dances and laughs Bubbling with rebellious merit Energy of a caffeine ferret Running circles round the plodding norm The tortoise and the electrical storm
Bend the linear and straighten the curves Jump and fight, it strengthens the nerves Blister free and work without toil Forests
| every time i draw i get a little better every time a pray i get a little deeper i understand the basics of complex numbers but i cannot do long division i sing into my hairbrush and dance to the radio i am an novice writer, artist, mathematician, scientist i connot do longjump college made me a coffee-aholic my friends keep me sane. |
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"What do monsters have nightmares about? Me."
-Doctor Who
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