

LedgeHanging by a thread buffeted by wind and rain hanging on oh so tightly and my mind is going insaneLedge
And as it unravels I'm dropping quite low and there's nothing but blackness way down below
It's been quite some time and still I am here So long it's been all I've left is fear
The ledge is steep the fall quite long the love is lost the thread not strong
Maybe I'll just let go.


Love AnthemIt's promises made under ink black skies, hands clasped tight against the world, heated looks shared in backseats.Love Anthem
It's the notion that nothing could be better, even when things are going downhill, and the sound of hearts entwined.
Is it love? Ask her in the morning.


The LionLion, lion, shining bright, in the darkness of the night, What, if any man would try To bring you down with arrows spry?The Lion
In the distance far away Does your heart's desire sway? Will your courage stay strong and true? Shall your chivalry say adieu?
Who is right, who's adept, whose noble heart shall you accept? When your choices were first made, did you wish to make a trade?
Who would dare? Who would think? To make such a House in a blink? And who would labour? And who would slave? To build such a group, proud and brave?
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"He who can make a smiley face out of cherry butter on a biscuit impossible to devour is truly skilled."
- A very young man. Known for his biscuits.
Now I get to see what you have created...
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