Conversation in my head"who are you?""that's a good question, who am i, well i'm that little voice in your head""well that's interesting""yes, yes it is. so what do you want to talk about?""well the fact is, i don't know, when i clench my fists i feel like my soul is wrapped up in a robotic suit made of flesh...and...""and?""that the fact is, that some day i'll die and i'll just be a soul floating around the earth""well...hmmm, didn't think you would get all poetic on me.""really, me poetic?""yep"*laughs*"well, the way i see it, is to live your life to the fullest, no matter the trials and tribulations you will live a long happy life with a husband and kids, and when you die, it will be in a peaceful sleep. soon you'll be with God""really?""i guess so ""thanks""no problem""you know if people read this, they'll think i'm crazy talking to myself in my mind""well, just let them think that "
OH moonoh moon how hast thine night beenwith thee i have seen you eyes of sliver and diamonds dancing across the sea that is the nighthath foretold in Beethoven's sonata i have seen thy beauty and gracedriven to such passion as to writ this tale about your beautyi feel thy light brighten as the sun hath set across the horizon, like a child who hath gone to sleep, to dream of happy thingsthen moon you dance across the sky. in a dress of starlight with the darkness of night as your partnerthe night wanes on as you dance until the owl cries out that the dawn approachesthen oh moon you must rest