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Time                                    Marcalan 2010

Well, time frame lonely
I write to you
There's only so much
we can do

Time frame lonely
you're in distress
I can't reach and hold you
and give you rest

i find my self
Looking for you
Time frame only
What can i do

Time frame lonely
See what has gone
Time frame only
We are just one

Time frame perfect
there's no such thing
life is singing about this refrain

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rAbfsY1-obw

SEE YOU IN THE FUNNY PAPERS

I was wondering if any of you grew up in a haunted house like I did. I wrote this about the spirit in my house. She had hung herself in the attic where I slept. I didnt find out till later; probably why Dad got the house so cheap.

In my House                                                     m. mcvicker  3/10

The girl who loved me, who lived in my house;
the hairs on my neck would stand.
She said, “Let me hold you,
then you will know, and I’ll show you; I was the one who
was with you and scared you so.
“Just let me hug you; then you’ll understand.

“You wouldn’t stop to hear me. I cried out to you at times.
I know you heard my tear drops, forever friend of mine
“I saw  you cast your eyes, to the curtain, behind which I stayed.
I know you knew I was there and wished that we had played.
But I tell you we did! I chased you up the basement stairs and made you feel alive;
as you passed the attic door it was me that moved your stride.

I was there in your dreams as well,
haunting, and trying to be near.
I sat on your bed one night and filled you full of fear.

You left me, in that house; it was I who had to stay
You grew up and on. I hate and love you to this day.
You write these words because you know, I’m still here,
and will never go away.
I took my life because of the lack of you,
I didn’t even know your name.
But when they came and took the house
I found you just the same.
Sweet dreams.