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I am a Wannabe Novelist
Robert
56/Male/United States
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- To create and provoke dArama
- To appreciate art
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I grab your kisses
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Butterflies and rainbows have never made themselves known to me. Butterflies and rainbows are sometimes hard too see. Butterflies and rainbows were never meant for me. Nothing but lies are rainbows and butterflies. Butterflies and rainbows; nothing but lies.
I see the same moon that you see; maybe at a different time. I see the same moon that you see; maybe in a different frame of mind. I see the same moon that you see; maybe it’s a different crime. The moon came too soon; nothing but lies. In the June the moon came too soon; nothing but lies.
Nothing but lies; rainbows and butterflies. Nothing but lies; rainbows and butterflies. Butterflies and rainbows; nothing but lies. Nothing fun in the sun and the moon is on the run. Chasing the moon on the run; nothing fun for the sun.
Your hand it reaches out to me, yet when I reach you start to flee. Your hand it reaches out to me and then you pull it back with glee. Your hand it reaches out to me and then there is nothing to see. You think it’s so grand to show me your hand. Show me your empty hand; don’t you think it’s just so grand?
Nothing but lies are rainbows and butterflies. Butterflies and rainbows; nothing but lies. Show me your empty hand; don’t you think it’s so grand? Did the moon come too soon? Nothing but tries. Chasing the moon on the run, nothing but tries.
Cries, tries and great big sighs rainbows and butterflies. Cries, tries and great big sighs rainbows and butterflies. Rainbows and butterflies, great big sighs Great big sighs, rainbows and butterflies. Butterflies and rainbows; nothing but lies.
Give me your hand, let me see your life, give me your hand. Give me your hand and I will show you my life, please take my hand. I see the same moon that you see; maybe at a different time. Stand next to me and you will see the moon and all it can be. Butterflies and rainbows can sometimes surprise.
Nothing but lies; rainbows and butterflies. Nothing but lies; rainbows and butterflies. Butterflies and rainbows; nothing but lies. Nothing fun in the sun and the moon is on the run. Chasing the moon on the run; nothing fun for the sun.
Great big sighs and butterflies can sometimes surprise.
Rainbows and Butterflies
Artistic
(for the watch)
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"I am a Heartless, because I have no heart.
It shattered a long time ago, now all that is left is dust."
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talking with my hands
in more ways than one.
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