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I Can't Write A SongAnother crumpled up paper
Thrown to the wall
My mind failing to conjure
Any thoughts at all
My pen tapping anxiously
On a blank new page
My feelings ranging from
exasperation to rage
If I could only come by an idea
That would touch someone's heart
Then maybe this pen will get moving
And a decent song will start
My mind is a blank world of white
My guitar looks at me, un-strummed
I don't have words or even a melody
Nothing to be hummed
Too many unfinished thoughts
On too many pieces of paper
Is coming up with something to sing
supposed to be such a labor?
If I could only come by an idea
That would touch someone's heart
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SleepHe's asleep.
I see him every day but he doesn't know it because he is asleep.
He wasn't always.
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I knew what he was as soon as I saw him; his voice and the way he carried himself, there was no mistaking it. I don't think he ever tried to hide it and even though his openness caused all of this, I'm glad.
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We have two classes together and I spend them both watching him. Something between a crush and fascination. I try to keep the feeling of a crush at bay; I know what he is, I remind myself, he's not going to want me.
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Bright, funny and kind are all things he was when he was awake. So much personality in such a small package; he made
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Hogwarts: Next Generation 1Chapter One:
"Bye Mum! Bye Dad! Bye Hugo! Bye Lilly!" Rose Weasley hung out of the train's window, waving good bye to her parents, younger brother, and cousin, whom she would not see again until Christmas. It was the first time the eleven-year-old child had spent more than one night away from her home.
"Oh-my-GOODNESS! Rosie! Look!" her other cousin and fellow first year, Albus Severus Potter grabbed her by the sleeve of her brand new school robes and began to hop up and down, "Look at that!" he was pointed to a much older student who was walking toward them in an effort to make his way to the snack cart. Upon his left shoulder- which was r
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