Save The Last DanceYou can dance-every dance with the guy ( Read more... )

A place with memory unforgot
Whispers edge the corridors that time releases not
The wind will stir, and I know I will see
Phantoms appearing where phantoms should not be.
I'll walk these hollowed halls once more
And note the changes come before.
And feel a tug, a little pull,
As I recall the memory of a fool.

Haha so part of me just knew I'd be interested in participating in something as crazy as this. Thanks to Izzy for the information.

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A Fable

The link between us was so tenuous, that if I imagine what it would have felt like, it would probably have been a simple brush of spirits, connected for an instant. We bounced, creating a momentum that spun wildly and madly into the cosmos. It was as if, for the briefest of moments, as if we were the first and last. How, I wondered after ( Read more... )