The ice In a circle she twirls as her companion watches in silent, just a pair of silhouettes against the fading sun, until she turns to him a question on her lips.The ice
“What do you get when the ice melts?” “Water?” “No” “Spring?” “No” “What is it?” She laughs as he questions her, stopping in mid spin staring at him with those wide doe eyes, that made her so much younger then her actual age. She reaches out and clasps his hands in her own, before speaking once more. “Let’s rephrase that question shall
Runaway dollA Dream: A man sits on a gilded throne, cane in hand. He moves and places a black top hat on his head tilted downwards and he walks across the room toward a mirror. There he peers to where a girl is sitting on the bed looking up at the ceiling, whispering a song to herself. He taps the glass with his cane, startling her and looking over at the mirror. Curiously she walks toward the glass and watches as he beckons her to come closer, while tapping the glass again. She presses her hand on the glass peering more into the mirror, suddenly arms reach out and pull her into the mirror. The girl awakes to a dark world, unable to move her limbsRunaway doll
dollA Dream: A man sits on a gilded throne, cane in hand. He moves and places a black top hat on his head tilted downwards and he walks across the room toward a mirror. There he peers to where a girl is sitting on the bed looking up at the ceiling, whispering a song to herself. He taps the glass with his cane, startling her and looking over at the mirror. Curiously she walks toward the glass and watches as he beckons her to come closer, while tapping the glass again. She presses her hand on the glass peering more into the mirror, suddenly arms reach out and pull her into the mirror. The girl awakes to a dark world, unable to move her limbsdoll
Filipino AkoFirst time we meetFilipino Ako
You'll see a face Of dark brown hair along its trace And dark brown eyes Under squinted eyelids Looking through a pair of glasses First assumption you must have made She's Chinese! No... She's Japanese! Wait... She's Korean My crisp tan skin Is before your eyes Laid upon a skeleton of 5?9? My ethnicity is not clear to you So you change your mind and think Maybe she's Mexican.. Or maybe Native American! With your mind still unclear You still assume And throw out words to me Obviously showing yo
Ain't the WayVery superstitious, writings on the wall, Very superstitious, ladders bout to fall,Ain't the Way
"Wow, Marjorie, this is an awesome haunted house! But it scares me, so you know, that you picked this place." A cocky girl spoke to a smaller girl, smiling almost innocently at her. "Hey Kalai, do you believe in superstitions? You just walked under a ladder." Marjorie pointed out as she walked next to the ladder and into the haunted house with Kalai. "No way...hey look. They've got some cool effects. I like the 'blood' on the walls."
Thirteen month old baby, broke the lookin glass Seven years of bad luck, the good things i
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