Playing with fireIt's true what they say: You play with fire, you're gonna get burned.Playing with fire
Once bitten, twice shy.
I no longer go near the fire. I no longer let it cook my meals. I no longer feel its warmth in the darkness. I no longer turn to it when I need to be comforted. Fires burn, that's what they do.
Their presence lights up the room, They dance to draw you closer, But remember it is their job to burn, So don't get too close.
TBCATNFBDeep in the forests, it's hiding inside It wants you to take it - to be its guide The creature is more than a brilliant sight Its beauty will keep you warm in the nightTBCATNFB
The stories don't lie; she's a beauty to see I said to the creature 'will you come home with me?' The birds then did whisper 'just leave her here 'She will just leave you and leave you no cheer'
The animal followed - she looked so glad Without a companion, she was so sad I'm glad that she came; I was so alone With no one to love me, while I was home
I showed the whole village my newfou
A sonnet to stealCan I compare thee to a summers day? No I can not for I am not the bard. And I can not begin to count the ways Your voice, body, and words make me go hard. You're more beautiful than the star-filled skies But you will not believe and will not see. You'd look at these kind words and call them lies. Why don't you see yourself as I see thee? I know that I may not be all that smart, And a talented poet I am not, But I will try to share what's in my heart And these final two lines is all I've got. These words I speak could not be more true, For Miss [Insert name here], IA sonnet to steal
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The only thing holding you back,
is yourself
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Me? Why, I'm Ms. Mowz, the globe-trotting thief! Heard of me, sweetie? ♥Previous PageNext Page