As We Both Try to Write a Story...

Dearest Lyliane(Autumn*):

Please, I emplore you, we must write a letter.

Something amazing, and truly quite better

Than anything you or I could write

Seperately, but together, we might,

Write a story of love, and maybe of joy

Or despair and hurt; about a boy?

But truly my dear, let's make it amazing

And hopefully make it unworthy of hazing.

So what do you say? Shall we give it a whirl?

Shall we write something truly terrific, my girl?

Here's what we'll do,

For this story for two:

One shall begin, and then she shall post

While the other thinks up, something, at most,

Something to add and then she shall edit,

Posting with a font that is to her credit

Remember, dear, to sign off with your name,

And now we shall begin this fun little game.

-Sariana(Raina*)

p.s.: I call italics! ^^

p.s.s.: and remember to label!

For my lovely friend, for tagging me.

{Photo}

{Poem}

’Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.


“Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
The frumious Bandersnatch!”


He took his vorpal sword in hand:
Long time the manxome foe he sought—
So rested he by the Tumtum tree,
And stood awhile in thought.


And as in uffish thought he stood,
The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
And burbled as it came!


One, two! One, two! And through and through
The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
He went galumphing back.

“And hast thou slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!”
He chortled in his joy.

’Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.

{song}

Lyrics to On The Radio :

This is how it works

It feels a little worse

Than when we drove our hearse

Right through that screaming crowd

While laughing up a storm

Until we were just bone

Until it got so warm

That none of us could sleep

And all the styrofoam

Began to melt away

We tried to find some words

To aid in the decay

But none of them were home

Inside their catacomb

A million ancient bees

Began to sting our knees

While we were on our knees

Praying that disease

Would leave the ones we love

And never come again

On the radio

We heard November Rain

That solo's really long

But it's a pretty song

We listened to it twice

'Cause the DJ was asleep

This is how it works

You're young until you're not

You love until you don't

You try until you can't

You laugh until you cry

You cry until you laugh

And everyone must breathe

Until their dying breath

No, this is how it works

You peer inside yourself

You take the things you like

And try to love the things you took

And then you take that love you made

And stick it into some

Someone else's heart

Pumping someone else's blood

And walking arm in arm

You hope it don't get harmed

But even if it does

You'll just do it all again

And on the radio

You hear November Rain

That solo's awful long

But it's a good refrain

You listen to it twice

'Cause the DJ is asleep

On the radio

(oh oh oh)

On the radio

On the radio - uh oh

On the radio - uh oh

On the radio - uh oh

On the radio

-Regina Spektor

{Quote}

"Love like you are wearing your favorite shirt"

-Autumn

{Clothing}

{Place}

Too many to count.

Mt. Hood currently.

Secret place in my dreams.

People really make the place.

{Disney Princess}

Autumn Rose Watson!!!

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HNTMY

The world spins for hours inside.

Lock me up.

Lost in my mind.

Drops of honey for the lips.

Nothing.

I must see your face for this.

Love uses words.

And Closed Eyes.

Home.

I want home.What is Mine.

Pony (It's Ok)

You hold your head up to the sky

You say "What kind of blue are you?"

...are you?...

Then you ride your pony round and round

it's diggin a hole, right through...

...right through

You stumble down a yellow brick road,

Spinning your shoes in the air...

...the air.

Then you, hold your breath, and count to nine,

Hoping that soon somebody will find you

...find you

.........Go on, go on, go on, the stars are watching

Just say, just say, just say, what you're feeling,You know, you know, you know,
you gotta take a bow and do it your way,
it's okay,

ladadadadadadadada, it's okay, ladadadadadadadada............

you're 15 miles over the speed,

you're going fast as you can after your daydream





Ohh

Though you might get sad, carried away

Or have a serious talk with your, champaign.








ohhh...

..........

It's time for you to prove,

Within your ruby shoes

You deserve a smile with no regret,

Look at you

Kicking off your shoes,

Dancing for the world to see

You got the power to believe

Open up and see,

And you'll be free and fly away.........