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I promise the sun will always rise, To warm you and to guide you, To chase away the shadows, Of yesterday’s nightmares. I promise the grass will always be green, No matter what side you choose, Whether it be the dead of winter, Or the worst drought of the century. I promise the moon will always shine, Even on the darkest of nights, To protect you from the unknown, That lurks within the darkness. If the time may come however, That the sun does not rise, Or the grass becomes brown, Or the moon fades away... I will become the warmth you miss, I will become the color you seek, I will protect you from the unknown, You will

“No mail, that sucks,” Gordon exclaims, “not even a lousy bill.” Meet Gordon, a 23 year old male straight out of college living in Frowns, California. He’s a typical college grad, with a typical job, always hoping for a letter from his ex-girlfriend back at Smiles Higher Institute of Technology. Other than going to work, sleeping and eating, the only thing Gordon has to look forward to are video games. He subscribes to Gaming Bi-Monthly Weekly, and owns all the latest gaming systems. Typical college grad. “Hey Gordon, what up bro? You’re home early!” shouts a voice from the kitchen. “Jeff, du

You lie there with your headache Waiting on your chaser to work To save you from your plastered ways You feel the rumbles Watch out now- here it comes! You don’t look a thing like sober But you order another one Like you always did when you were drunk Can we drink this fountain I don’t know Drunker now than the evening before I know you won’t puke if you drink real slow Drink some water Hold it now, watch her blow You wobble when you walk a straight line Tripping over everything you started hurling when you were drunk when you were drunk And sometimes you black out and dream of the life you used to live when

Picture a blue door, One just your height, Maybe it has a brass knob, I really matters not. Now open that door, And walk on through. “Where am I?” You wonder and Realize where you are. You are inside your own mind, Reviewing you fantasies, Your desires, For a certain vision, A woman.

It’s three in the morning, Know what I’m doing? I’m sitting here, Alone, And all that’s on my mind is you. You’re racing through it, Like a mouse on a wheel, Around and around, Going no where fast, Like my heart, The very same heart that has fallen for you. I can’t help it, Just the way things happened. You’re so beautiful, So perfect, In everyway, I can’t think of one thing, One thing I’d change about you. Well, Maybe there is one thing, It’s nothing that couldn’t happen, With a little hope, A little magic. All I want to change, Is the figure in your heart. I

Hey young lady, I’ve been watching you from across the dance floor, Just over there, And I have finally got the nerve to say… Well, would you mind hearing me out? First thing I noticed is you are a beautiful, No, The most beautiful person I’ve ever laid eyes on, And it is very hard to divert them with you in the corner of my eye. Second, Your smile; I took just one glance, And that’s all I needed to fall to my knees. It just goes so gracefully with your third quality, Your eyes; You have the most beautiful brown eyes, The kind you just see yourself drowning in, Captivated, Never to be let go from their