AUTHOR'S OTHER TITLES (18) Autumn Winchester (Poetry) Just lyrics for my band, that's all. [156 words] Between Your Smiles And My Regrets (Songs) - [193 words] Broken Beat (Poetry) A pointless poem, but I like it. [195 words] Damn, That Kid's Got Style (Songs) - [181 words] Endless (Songs) - [130 words] Getting Somewhere (Songs) - [203 words] Hit And Miss (Poetry) I really have no influences for my writing other than music. Being a fan and creator of it and making it myself. For this poem. I had no major influences. [117 words] Houston's City Limits (Songs) This is almost a drift from "Damn, That Kid's Got Style". Almost. [164 words] Like Intertwined Vines On A Post Gothic House (Songs) A song with a wierd, wierd title. [145 words] Linen And Silk (Poetry) It's a random poem...I guess. [79 words] Okay, So This Time I Was Wrong (Songs) Just a song, is all. [140 words] Runways And A New Way Away From Here (Poetry) - [162 words] Staring Hard At That Empty Bottle And Coming Up With A Better Idea (Songs) I do realize the long title...but I like it, I think it fits the piece...plus, I'm in this rut where everything has to lave long names. Almost like all those hollywood movies back in '04, eh? Anyways,... [185 words] The Bleeding Rose (Songs) Lack of sleep and Hoobastank inspired this piece. [205 words] The Dance (Poetry) I was influenced by this after reading Descartes. His views really did spring something up in me...so here goes. [146 words] The Greatest Theme (Poetry) - [190 words] There's Still An Angel Left In You (Songs) newest piece for my band, A Cry For Medic. [174 words] What's There To Kill? (Songs) Heh. Life is a large influence on this song. Being a teenager is the best and the worst. [176 words] [Teenage]
Fourteenth Tim D Ryan
Fourteenth
Are you okay? You�re turning blue,
Something doesn�t feel right.
You�ll be fine, you�ll come through.
Just stay awake tonight.
Just don�t close your eyes.
We still got seventeen days to go
Just don�t close your eyes.
Still got seventeen days to go.
You�re getting better, all the time
So the clock ticks slower.
Now I know that you�ll be fine.
So the clock ticks slower.
Just don�t close your eyes,
We still have fourteen days to go.
(To get through this together.)
Just don�t close your eyes,
We still have fourteen days to go.
A ballad (this ballad) for the priceless picture on your face.
A ballad (this ballad) for the priceless picture on your face.
(We were so close, yet so far away. We were�we were.)
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