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Dot.Dot LaneA curious nameFor such a dull young girlDot LaneA far-lost dameThat long ago left our world.
A Wish.I'd find the way to sayThe thoughts that tumble in my mindIf my batteries were runningOn infinity time.I'd write the new best seller,Or explore outer space,Alas, I'd rather be home in my ownLovely, mortal place.
happy thoughts.The light of the moodIlluminates the roomYour lips graze my cheek, and you whisper,You look beautiful tonight,And perhaps I do.And then you take me to the ballroom,You ask me to dance.Our blistered feet keep time with the beat,And for once, you smile, really smile,You look so handsome (You really do).I want to stay like this, here,With youBut when my time has come,And my fantasies are done,I will shrivel into nothing more than the fly on your wall,And be just a passing memory.
Reminders of you.After Ryan died, life sort of fell apart and came back together with a couple of stitches besides.Flowers. The flowers helped me.I wake up, water my flowers, take a shower, eat breakfast, talk to my flowers, go out with Spencer and Jon and pretend that everything is normal, eat lunch, fertilize my flowers, eat dinner, talk to my flowers, and finnaly I go to bed.And sometimes, the flowers talk back.They murmur little things like "Thank you," and sing sweet little ditties.Sometimes, I think it's Ryan, espescially when they say "I have loved you for as long as I can remember, I will never, ever leave you."Some call it crazy.I call it love.
AlladinBrendon stepped in the shower, and felt the warm water flowing over him. He started tapping his feet, and suddenly, he felt a song coming on... "We're soaring, flying, there's not a star in heaven tht we can't reach!""Brendon, will you shut the hell up?" Ryan shouts, as he puts in more hairspray than normal. He really shouldn't use it so often, it goes to his head to easily.Thud."Holy fuck!" Brendon manages to mutter before catching a fainting Ryan in his arms. He scooped up a Ryan and carried him into the television room."Guys," Brendon pleaded, to no one in particular. "Shit. Ryan, I'm going to put on a towel, and I'll be back," He promised, even though Ryan couldn't hear it.Brendon wrapped a towel around his hips, and twisted a towel around his hair. By the time he left the restroom, a small crowd of Jon, Spencer, and Zach had allready formed around Ryan."I think he's waking," Spencer stated."Nrghh," Ryan moaned, and Jon shook him."Get the heck off, Iago." Ryan sh