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the dreamers adventure: part 1let me tell you a tale of long ago, back before technology was even born. where everyone knew everyone in their own little towns. but this world is far diffrent from our own. yes it is a dream world. only a selective few can control certain things.
jerry began his work like normal at his mothers bar. he was about eight years old, with light brown hair, dark brown eyes, and a smile on his face that would make even the most hopeless person smile. he was moving the broom back and forth time and time again. "mom when's tommy going to be here?" he asked. tommy was a family friend with a traveling group. he would go out on adventures, just for the heck of it. "he should be here tonight dear." his mother replied with a sweet tone. she was in her mid twenties, her husband running out on her for a title that no one could ever achive, the dreamer, no one knows if this person even exsists or if becomeing one is even possible. the only thing they could do in this dream world was if you ate a certa
nobodys lifea nobodys life is a lonesome one,
they do everything normal people do,
they roam along the streets,
they talk to others left and right,
and even right things with fights,
sadly though, it's over looked,
over the seas of long and lore,
forgotten with passing tides,
and lost with in the night time sky,
so why do nobodys look at the stars?
for that one to shoot on by like a car,
to be forgetton forever more.
trusttrusting another with a heart may be big as a carp,
but it can mend the most broken of hearts,
and destroy even the hardest of rocks,
many bask in the warmth of loves wildest heat,
and others dance to the loneiest beat,
some in the sun,
and others in a neon moon,
all come from this little thing called love.
futures roadfutures road has many paths,
each leading to a single plan,
with every year a new road is added,
even as others are ended,
so when they finally get to the finish
will it be happy or foolish,
the memorys of long ago,
passed down to become great alore,
as for me i will make my path shine,
to be followed by throughout all time,
like many others before me,
and many after.
little black boxa little black box means more than anything,
what does it mean? it has an eternal meaning
on those special days it is used,
it is showed to be a magnifisant tool.
one man can ask one woman for her hand,
or a woman can ask for a mans.
it makes anyone happier than the spring time
and last far longer than any rhyme.
the only question is, have you gotten that little black box,
from your happiest thoughts?
nobody's cageeveryone has a cage in their heart,
we don't have our own key or so we think,
very few can enter a cage,
filled with happiness,
drenched in sorrow,
or even swarmed with joy,
very few people understand how it is to have one of pure depression,
no one but the owner can even enter that cage,
to escape a world of pain and missory,
only to get to another with more sorrow,
that's what people like us are,
drenched in constant pain and missory,
no knows how it is to cry in a cage like that,
or to lose your very life to it,
only a nobodys cage is filled with sorrows.
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