# - Original Song

It's cliche I know

but be careful what you wish

for-oh-oh

Seems easy to know

be careful what you wish

for-oh-oh

You gotta take it slow

take the long way

you can't get to the top

with wishes and soda pop-pop

So cliche I know

but be ca-careful

'cus it is tough you know

once you get where you wanted to go

Billie Wesley Hitler - Story Of A Girl

~CHAPTER 1~


Billie was a bright young girl at the age of six when she attended school for the first time. But perhaps she was not as bright with her social skills.
She soon got a reputation - one that was quite unfavourable.
She made friends with the wrong girls, and flaunted her lingual and sexual knowledge.
   
But in that small town school, all the girls were wrong. Bad influences on each other.
Many pranks and schemes ran through their minds and Billie, being sensitive and sweet at heart but with a fiery temper, was a huge target.

Firelighter - Original Song

Heart racing, head spinning,
I know this is the beginning
of my life after so long
of stillness

Pulse pounding, mind bending,
all this time that I was spending
doing nothing to make
me feel happy

Trapped in the dark / you weren't a light
but you were a match to start my fire
it's in my heart / deep down inside
and it's spreading with my desire

Seduction - Original Poem

Dark smile

Glinting eyes

Feeding off of my surprise

Raised eyebrow

Alluring touch

I can't seem to get enough

Close whispers

Dark desire

And I am consumed in his fire

Hole - Original Song (incomplete)

Your betrayals left me feeling so numb

Torn between the people that I love

I don't want you to see me

'Cause I don't wanna smile

You missed all my forgiveness

And it wasn't worthwhile

Lost Boy - Derivative Poem

I miss you still, I wish you'd stayed.

But instead you flew away.

I'll wait by my window sill,

'til you have more lost boys, 

and pirates to kill.

An Undefined Feeling - Original Poem

An undefined feeling in my chest

A loneliness.

A longing for someone who isn't real, 

who I don't know.

Will there ever be a Him?

I wonder if my insides are shown on my outsides

If people notice when I feel this way.

When I feel lost.