Jack was in the narrow house next to the terrifing iceilated swing .One snow scary day the wind wiseled and the snow broke thought the window .Wind sleeping and snow reading loudly snow droping on peoples head .Pets scared off the thunder.
The bike
The bike is an old friend resting at the old silver tree. The abandoned bike laying on a old silver tree. The kind but unknown bike layed on a nice hot day . You are the bell on my old bike looking for help .
You are
You are the skipping of my heart when i meet my sweetheart. You are a silent screem echoing heartbreak . You are the light when it is dark . You are a the hope in my hart and soul. You are the lugsuruse lamp that lights up like the sun. You are a jaket that jumps over them moon. You are the end of time.
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