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Did I Do It Right?Did I do it right?Did I Do It Right? in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Did I do it fine?
Waiting for your answer
But I'm running out of time.
Did I do it right?
Did I do it well?
I keep asking Mom
But even she can't always tell.
Did I do it right?
Did I do it great?
I wanna ask you out loud
But you're watching the news.
So I'll wait.
Waiting for your praise!
Waiting for the days
When you'll say “I love you” sans conditions!
Waiting for the time
When you'll say “you're doing fine!”
Waiting for “I love you” sans conditions!
Did I do it right?
Did I do it fine?
Waiting for your answer
But I'm running out of time.
Did I do it right?
Did I do it
Don'cha Know?Don'cha Know?Don'cha Know? in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
He started following me on a Monday. I take the El to get around, mostly, because my college and my apartment are near stations. I know the subway systems aren't too great at the hour of day I make my way to school, but it's a sight better than walking.
By that Wednesday, I was pretty sure I was being followed. I mean, the poor guy was probably homeless and a beggar, what with the ratty coat he wore, and the fact that I never saw him anywhere but in the subway. But following me he was, smiling his gap-toothed grin whenever he noticed me noticing him. No one else did, moving around him like he was just an object. I snorted th
Angel With the Devil WingsAngel with the devil wingsAngel With the Devil Wings in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Angel with the devil wings
Flying through the pain and the strife, mm
Angel with the devil wings
Angel with the devil wings
Flying through the void in this life
Angel with the devil wings
Where am I supposed to be?
Where do I gotta go from here?
Who am I supposed to be?
How can I ever be free?
Oh, Angel with the devil wings
Tell me, can I ever go home?
Angel with the devil wings
Angel with the devil wings
Flying through the empty air, mm
Angel with the devil wings
Angel with the devil wings
Tell me, is it brighter up there?
Tell me, is it better up there?
Oh, Angel with the devil wings
Where am
Soul TwinsMy twin is my photo-negative (or I'm hers),Soul Twins in Free Verse More Like This
My twin is not sister by blood,
But when we're together, there's no doubting:
We're Soul Twins.
She's a thousand miles away
But that is no distance for the heart
On the phone, on the internet, typing and talking:
We're Soul Twins.
We met—so to speak—on May eighteenth three years past
Constant emails the firm foundation of friendship.
From strangers to friends, friends to sisters:
We're Soul Twins.
Some find it unbelievable
That a faceless relationship can bloom;
In response I can only hug Tesh and say:
We're Soul Twins.
Freaks of NatureWe're tired of your looksFreaks of Nature in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
We're tired of your laughs
We're tired of feeling second class!
So we're standing up, we're singing out...
Never! Gonna! Take! Us! Down!
We are the Freaks of Nature
And nobody's gonna take us down!
We are the Freaks of Nature
And nobody's gonna push us around!
Gonna rise up, gonna speak out, got to make a stand
And so we Freaks of Nature
Made ourselves into a band!
Freaks of Nature!
Freaks of Nature!
We are the Freaks of Nature
And nobody's gonna take us down!
We are the Freaks of Nature
And nobody's gonna push us around!
We're taking all the insults and making them our own
'Cause if you won't list
WTN: When at college...When at college, do what the Sphinxes doWTN: When at college... in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Mother Sixclaw was the queen of a college of sphinxes who lived across the city. Truly, that's what they called themselves, like a hunt of vampires, a fog of ghosts, a college of sphinxes. She only admitted beings that interested her. The terulea hoped that Mel was interesting enough to warrant an audience. She knocked. "Terulea and human outside! Answer the door, don't try to hide!" Mel glanced over with a raised eyebrow at the rhyme.
A golden, cat-slit, almond eye peered out of the peephole in the door. The contralto voice purred, muffled by the thick door of the sphinx stronghold, "Shadow-dreams
WTN: An angel called MelvinAn angel called MelvinWTN: An angel called Melvin in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Her eyes flicked open.
The terulea sat up. There was a red blob on a bed in a place that looked like a hospital. She rolled her shoulders and her neck popped, releasing some tension. She looked around, and slid off another bed that was far too big to be human-sized... of course. They were still in the sphinx stronghold. Sphinxes were healers as well as knowledge-keepers.
They'd been left alone, she saw, as she looked around. She stood carefully, but she felt fine. Kasha made her way toward the huddled creature. The scarlet was feathers, huge bloodstained auburn feathers, the same color as the hair of the one who b
WTN: World tumbling downHis world comes tumbling downWTN: World tumbling down in Fantasy More Like This
"No, no, I didn't mean that, I really didn't..."
Kasha could really only think of one kind of person that would call a Fantastic an abomination. "You're a Skeppie."
"Organization for Human-Fantastic Relations officer," he muttered.
"A Skeppie." Kasha glared at him, prepped her whammy.
His frantic expression made her hesitate, just long enough for him to plead, "Please, please, let me explain."
"Talk. Fast."
"I didn't lie. I grew up in the Organization, yes. My parents are high-ranked officers. I just started solo missions for the Organization..."
"Harassing people who didn't do you any harm, just
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