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DrowningI tried drowning myself,
Casting my fragile shell into the swirl of love and passion,
But I only got a concussion.
It would seem that pool is dry for the season.
"Triangle." One plus OneIt is a simple formula.
(A to the second power)
A young woman focused on steering falling stars. She calls the shots, directs a story to create picture perfect memories, and jumps over whatever is in her way, because she always gets what she works for.
She meets someone.
(B to the second power)
A young man who spends his time marveling at the elegance of Euler and the galaxy-sized preciseness of Pythagoras. His heart hasn't beat for three years, and he has learned to live with that.
The inevitable happens.
(C to the second power)
She falls in love with him, but his heart is too dead to even care as she bombards it with angry phone calls.
Through the FireI made my way through the fire,
Felt it searing my heart,
Raising my molecular structure to a crisp black,
And I knew.
I knew it would never be easy again.
I would never again fall in love without second thoughts,
I would never trust that someone will actually be there when they say.
I've been through that fire,
That wilderness of love,
Smoking and smoldering red and black,
And I can tell you,
Love will never be the same.
Clown in Hell AT RISE: (A receptionist, AZAL, is sitting at a painfully orderly desk, continuously taking and transferring calls on a machine that signals incoming calls with varying maniacal laughs, and typing on a sleek computer. She is dressed extremely neatly in a stylish suit and dark framed glasses, but the professional effect is skewed somewhat by her being a demon. The room is very bland, and monochromatic, with uncomfortable nondescript furniture. Muzak renditions of bad pop music play over unseen speakers. LOBO, a timid looking gentle man in his mid fifties and clad in full clown make up and costume enters hesitantly, clutching a large manila folder in his hands, and stands expectantly in front of Azal's desk. Azal ignores him.)
Hell, front desk. What is your party's extension? Just one moment. Hell, front desk no, that would be a question for Baal, I will have you connected in just one moment. (Without looking at Lobo) Is there
PainShe's just like you,
Except she never had to break her heart over student loans.
She's just like you,
Except you never knew the luxury of easy love.
She's just like you.
You're just like her.
And you both know your own side of the mirror is best.
FoodPraise for pizza,
A toast to its cheesy goodness!
An ode to the gyro,
Rich in its meaty goodness!
Laud the cake,
Chocolatey and delectable!
An ovation for u-don,
Sing for the sushi,
Cool and refreshing!
Hurrah, huzzah, and weep,
The cafeteria only feeds us crap!
How It Began"God, your two o'clock is here."
"I have a two o'clock?"
"He's been here since 7:45. I figured it's only polite to... sir."
God sighed. "Fine, send him in."
While He waited God cleared His desk of papers and blueprints; no need for outsiders to see His plans. Soon enough the door to His office opened and God stood, smiled, held out a hand towards one of the two visitor's chairs.
"God! Great stuff you're doing in sector 2-7-0! Great stuff!"
The man's hands were clammy, his handshake limp. Rumpled suit, porkpie hat, briefcase... oh Jes-- oh dear, a salesman. God's smile slipped a little but He soldiered on gamely. With luck He could shoo the poor guy away in a few minutes.
"So, what can I do for you?"
The man sat, briefcase across his knees. "Sector 2-7-0! Everyone's talking about it! What do you call it? Man and merman?"
"Man and woman, actually. And thanks. But we're pretty busy around here, and..."
"Oh! Right! No time for the wicked, eh?" The salesman winked and popped his briefcase,
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