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Part 32 All That We Let In Dust in our eyes our own boots kicked up Heartsick we nursed along the way we picked up You may not see it when it's sticking to your skin But we're better off for all that we let in Lost friends and loved ones much too young So much promises and work left undone When all...

Part 31 Free In You A hard knock A cold clock Ticking off my time A long look But no luck Couldn't seem to find Or unwind Into peace of mind While I was trying A quick glance A big chance My heart beat like a drum I saw you And I knew Chances just don't come Round again Not like this First a laugh T...

Part 30 Fly Away Fly away little bird Any place in this open mouthed world Begs to be fed like a bed that beckons you, but you won't rest Everyone's got a need to go Most of us stick with our row to hoe But not you, you're the black crow With a straight line, and no time For the birds of prey who w...

Halloween All Year Long Disclaimer: I don't own Roswell. Nope. Category: CC drabble Rating: YTeen Summary: A stroll on Halloween night sparks interesting thoughts Author's Note: Just something rolling around in my head. She pulled the hood of her sweatshirt up over her head, not wanting to be bother...

Well, it's not 20 pages, but Ghost could have a visit from the pruning fairies, if they're bored and looking for something to clip!

Part 29 Love’s Recovery During the time of which I speak it was hard to turn the other cheek To the blows of insecurity Feeding the cancer of my intellect the blood of love soon neglected Lay dying in the strength of its impurity Meanwhile our friends we thought were so together They've all gone an...

Part 28 I Believe in Love When we tried to rework all of this Each to her rendition Painted ourselves in a corner Lost for ideas blindly fishing For a compliment or kindness Just to bring us into view But you could not interpret me and I could not interpret you I remember that cold morning when the...

Part 27 Run You don't want me calling you up All melancholy sick from love You prefer it uncomplicated Things are tricky now and I bet you hate it Your mind's eye finds the exit sign And you're off in perfect fashion And you run, that's all you've ever done It's all you know to do I can't hold that...

Part 26 Little Perennials back in the long stretch of loneliness i have come to call a living, i'm getting something for all this love's labor, even when i am forgetting. oh we oh oh little perennials where'd you come from? daughter of my father's second cousin, loyalties, i got em by the dozen. we...