

My Little InnocenceMy Little Innocence Neal GebhardMy Little Innocence
My mind, it slips and goes, Wandering betwixt languages And between reflections Of the fan against my Window.
Theres a simple
swaying swing set and a girl holding a set of moons against her breast.
Ive but one beyond her own.
Oh, little innocence So young and fair, Youre honest and true A gem, some place in my Memory.
Youre sitting there sighing, A breath between footfalls Of strangers passing by; Blue eyes beneath
So, you get a comment. Woot, you win.
You should post some of your stuff from your art/design classes sometime. I'm sure they're great!!
so Facebook is blocked here on these computers and there is no cell phone service. I'd like to talk to you before you leave for your trip though, because I miss you. Like, a lot.
So I'll talk to you later, perhaps, or tomorrow.
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I believe in what I believe. If you believe in what you want to believe in too, then copy and paste this into your signiture. However, if you are a nonconformist, please feel free to not copy and paste it and conform to the nonconformists not conforming
You're also part of Neal's family, so we're kinda relatives, aren't we?
Just dropping by to show some love.
I'll take a look at your Gallery.
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Tomorrow is not what it seems to be.
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~neilorians
~DoSomething
~NaughtsAndCrosses
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~Give a man a star, and he will sing a thousand songs for a thousand years. Give a man a single jewel, and he will be speechless for eternity.
~A Spear. A Net. A Biting Cold.
...Then Nothing
Well...I am eerie...
...neato.
I feel like an official stalker now.
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~Passionate people never flourished in a small room...
~If we be friends, then let us gather anon and discuss the work of our minds. Thus, we will grow from the words that we share.
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