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Post by ღGraceღ on Nov 26, 2006 8:52:58 GMT -5
Melissa walked in, her wavy brunette hair was tied in a long ponytail and around her green eyes she wore olive green eyeshadow and her eyelashs carried mascara. She wore a forest green tank-top and low-rise jeans. Black converse shoes were on her feet. She looked hot, she was waiting for someone to come....and not her cousin! Her cousin was JJ, she really wanted Jack to come, but she didn't know if he would or not. Missy whistled a low whistle and waited as her two dogs; an Old English Sheepdog named Charlie and a mutt puppy named Tinkerbell. She picked up the two puppies and looked around for Lola, her tabby cat, but Lola was probably on her bed in the kitchen. She sighed and opened a book, the two puppies sat at her feet on the couch. Charlie~ Tinkerbell~ Lola~ Melissa~
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Post by ♥ Kara Lee ♥ on Jan 4, 2007 13:27:00 GMT -5
The next morning, Jack walked out of the bedroom,rubbing his eyes.He stretched,and looked at his watch. 6:45. He shook his head,walking back in the bedroom and grabbing his jeans. He walked out to his car,and grabbed his guitar and notebook,and quickly wrote a song,titled,"The Red Strokes."
"Moonlight on canvas, midnight and wine Two shadows starting to softly combine The picture they're painting Is one of the heart And to those who have seen it It's a true work of art
Oh, the red strokes Passions uncaged Thundering moments of tenderness rage Oh, the red strokes Tempered and strong (Fearlessly drawn) Burning the night like the dawn
Steam on the window, salt in a kiss Two hearts have never pounded like this Inspired by a vision That they can't command Erasing the borders With each brush of a hand
Oh, the red strokes Passions uncaged Thundering moments of tenderness rage Oh, the red strokes Tempered and strong (Fearlessly drawn) Burning the night like the dawn
Oh, the blues will be blue and the jealousies green But when love picks its shade it demands to be seen
Oh, the red strokes Passions uncaged Thundering moments of tenderness rage Oh, the red strokes Tempered and strong (Fearlessly drawn) Burning the night like the dawn
Oh, the red strokes Passions uncaged Thundering moments of tenderness rage Oh, the red strokes Tempered and strong (Fearlessly drawn) Burning the night like the dawn
Steam on the window, salt in a kiss Two hearts have never pounded like this."
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Post by ღGraceღ on Jan 5, 2007 20:26:33 GMT -5
Melissa woke at 7:30. She got up and rubbed her eyes.Where's Jack? She asked Charlie and Tink, they were sitting by her bed. Tinkers, sniff. Tinkerbell walked around, her nose on the ground, she walked straight to the door and whined.Ah.
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Post by ♥ Kara Lee ♥ on Jan 9, 2007 19:51:57 GMT -5
Jack grinned. He heard Melissa's voice,and decided to keep quiet. Then he sang,
"Yes, she's my lady luck Hey, I'm her wild card man Together we're buildin' up a real hot hand We live out in the country Hey, she's my little queen of the South Yea, we're two of a kind Workin' on a full house
She wakes me every mornin' With a smile and a kiss Her strong country lovin' is hard to resist She's my easy lovin' woman I'm her hard-workin' man, no doubt Yea, we're two of a kind Workin' on a full house
Yea, a pickup truck is her limousine And her favorite dress is her faded blue jeans She loves me tender when the goin' gets tough Somtimes we fight just so we can make up
Lord I need that little woman Like the crops need the rain She's my honeycomb and I'm her sugar cane We really fit together If you know what I'm talkin' about Yea, we're two of a kind Workin' on a full house
This time I found a keeper, I made up my mind Lord the perfect combination is her heart and mine The sky's the limit, no hill is too steep We're playin' for fun, but we're playin' for keeps
So draw the curtain, honey Turn the lights down low We'll find some country music on the radio I'm yours and you're mine Hey, that's what it's all about Yea, we're two of a kind Workin' on a full house
Lordy, mama, we'll be two of a kind Workin' on a full house"
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