

Little Glass part 1Little Glass part 1 Tahlia McIntosh 2008Little Glass part 1
Shaun walked slowly towards the skip bins in the lane. It was dark, and a light drizzle fell. In the moonlight, rats scattered at the sound of his heavy boots slapping against the pavement. As he reached the bins he pulled a cylinder from his overcoat. A spray can. He removed the cap and let it fall to his feet, and started to shake the can, mixing the paint. With dexterity he wrote on the side of one of the bins:
HEAVEN INSIDE
He signed off with his tag and continued down the lane. Turned left when he reached the back lane and jumped a fence.


Tahlias drinking songI wish my dreads were longer So I could windmill past All the fuckwits in my drinking space And kick them in the arseTahlias drinking song
Call me a two pot screamer Call me a two can sam Watch out if I'm running past
Cos I need the bathroom, man
All this hippie mumbling And all this drinking too Is yet to hit my liver But by god I've got to spew
So I'll stumble to the dunnys And wait until I stop Then I'll snort a line or two And party till I drop
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This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
Not with a bang, but a whimper
Imma add you to the list okay? I'm going to go check out your stuff, looks good so far. Ttyl.
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This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
Not with a bang, but a whimper
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"A maiden running from a Prince?...
Does that make sense?!"
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-Pierce
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Midnight Forums - [link]
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MIAO
The light of Midnight
The dark of dawn
How is it?
That we all end up scorned?
We live to die
And that is all
And I must stand here
As you fall...
Hello. And the poem? It was good. Great even! Never think a bad word about yourself for if you hate you you will never get anywhere. Remember that.
And as the sun
Begins to rise
I begin to mourn
Your untimely demise...
The above stanza? Try not to make it happen okay? You know I care...
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What is the price of your life?
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