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Subject: The lanky ghost watches with a growing distaste, but says nothing, anxiously awaiting Paige to return. Author: Planet [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 14:02:16 10/14/02 Mon In reply to: Juno (You-No Pronouced FYI) 's message, "~Watches, she stands her ground, not knowing wat to say~" on 07:11:18 10/14/02 Mon >> >>border=1 bordercolor=navy >>style=border-collapse:collapse bgcolor=black> >>bgcolor=silver height=10px colspan=2> >>Andy's >>Planet is no more. >>valign=top> >>size=1> Someday >s >> I sit staring out the window, watching the world pass >>me by. >>Sometimes I think theres nothing to live for, >>I almost break down and cry. >>But then I see my baby, suddenly Im not crazy. >> It all makes sense when I look into her eyes. >>If I could sing, Id keep singin this song to my >>daughter. If I could hit the notses Id blow >>something as long as my father. To show her how >>proud I am that I got her. God, Im a daddy, Im so >>glad her mom didnt. Now you probably get this >>picture from my public persona that ima pistol packin >>drug addict who bags on his momma But I wanna to >>just take this time out to be perfectly honest, cuz >>theres a lot of shit I keep bottled up that hurts deep >>inside. I got my baby, baby the only lady that I >>adore. So sau >>yonara, try tommorrow, nice to know ya. Our baby s >>traveled back to the arms of her rightful >>owner. And suddenly the weight has been >>lifted...... >>bgcolor=silver height=10px colspan=2> >>face=verdana size=1>.Your baby's home. But >>not for you. >>color=silver face=verdana size=1> >> Erupting from a shadowed horizon, a flash of >>stygian and char, mottled crisply upon the outer layer >>of a bold phantom. What nightmares were made of; an >>alysum grit brazen with the dexterious humanities of >>bittersweet passion and nefariousness. Unexpectant of >>any immediate of ameliorant, malicious alumna lances >>forth across the ashen plantation; chizeled maw, >>etched with stealth-like reformity of Arabic lineage, >>immediatly searches for the hierarchy. Alma mater >>located far away, the banshee still wished for return. >> Though I wouldnt expect a lagniappe this time >>around. Plyable physique lances forth with undaunting >>agility, taut muscles acting puppeteer for the >>mesmorizing vagabond. At last and long awaited, ashen >>labyrums of the femmora parting with an echo of >>soprano harpsicord; a mocking, eerie melody shrieking >>inside flicking radars. She knew, all too well, that >>her dear mother had come to pass....she knew as well, >>that one attempted to take her place. >> >> No, baby. Not on my watch. >> >> The angels weaping tears of blood, sweat and >>flesh, the mesmorizing transparancy lay in grit before >>the others. Allegorical, mystical, and ever deadly, >>not the innocent foal that had befallen on them, no. >>She was different, scarred and broken, battered and >>lost, but yet she still returned for more.... >> >> Dad. Andy. Who's >>the broad. Juno? Juni? A bit peculiar, pop. >> >> An unspoken snarl crossed the lips of the now >>nefarious. Shits' been done, lives been shattered, >>and she had meerely returned to pick up the pieces. >>It was time to loose the malicia and return to the >>life of a light. Erecting a reformed maw, the painted >>translucent speaks again. >> >> DegÜello died, Andy. >>Perhaps if you had been around, around for me, around >>for Deggy, around for Juni, our mother.... >> >> The words were spit into dust as the angel weeped >>upon the groud, the lavish winter soaking any drop of >>salted warmth as the equine blurted in a furious anger >>and bitter resentment. >> >> She wilted away as a rose. >>Every day, waiting like a dog for you. A dog awaiting >>his master at the door, with anxious eyes steadily >>loosing hope. Is that what you saw us as? Is that >>how you saw flower, too? A DOG... >> >> The painted mug draws abrupt. Guilt would not >>solve any problem here. Re-evaluating a long planned >>speech, the femmora continues with a more placid >>expression. >> >> Im back now. Im here to >>stay. >> >> .:A bit of forewarning.:. >> .:Ive changed:. [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

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Subject Author Date ::crossess arms:: Thanx Hannah, but I don't need the insults. ::rolls eyes:: Paige 15:39:35 10/14/02 Mon ::crossess arms:: Thanx Hannah, but I don't need the insults. I can't help it if my f***ing parents keep grounding me 4 so much $h!t ::rolls eyes angerly:: (NT) Paige 15:42:54 10/14/02 Mon IT WASNT A RUDE COMMENT, perhaps if you would loose the egotistical attitude, you could see that I was WAITING FOR YOUR REPLY. Geez, dont be so frickin conceited, the world dun revolve around you, I KNEW YOU were gonna be gone. -- Hannah, 18:58:34 10/14/02 Mon *snort* -- Andy/Paige, 15:15:05 10/16/02 Wed She eyes him, slowly, but says nothing. -- Planet, 16:03:29 10/16/02 Wed *sigh* -- Paige/Andy, 16:57:19 10/16/02 Wed ~Sighs~OOOOOOOOkkkkkkk That was interesting JERRY JERRY JERRY -- Juno (pronounced You-No), 19:09:06 10/16/02 Wed *daughter* -- Andy, 15:17:05 10/17/02 Thu You hit the nail on the head She thought in silence, but said nothing, and turned on a heel out of the TT to find any of Juni's remaining inhabitants. Mostly in general in the direction of Deja..... -- Planet, 15:53:02 10/17/02 Thu ~Drops her head~ -- Juno, 13:25:51 10/18/02 Fri