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I'm goin' crazy..I just can't sleep. I'm so excited, I'm in too deep, whoa ooohhh CraZi , but I feel allright. Baby thinkin of you keeps me up all night.

She hummed, that sweet melody of hers. Carefully manicured nails slid down those hips as she picked over the one before her. Too short, too thin and definitely had no class. Such an harsh, juvenile assessment. But then again, she might be refering to herself...

I cannot take this anymore, saying everything I said before. All these words they make no sense; I found this in ignorance. The less I hear the less you say; you'll find tha tout anyway. Just like before... Everything you say to me takes me one step closer edge and I'm about to break!

Yes, those gently glossed lips always did sing cliche'd lyrics. Pop, or rock and very little in between. Sort of like her personality - very happy, or terribly depressed. Yep, you guessed it. A bipolar. No, no, not a maniac depressive. Those guys are way too moody.

Not on my castle on a cloud... there is a lady all in white; holds me and sings a lullaby. She's nice to see and she's soft to touch. She says ' Cozette' I love you very much. I know a place where no one's lost, I know a place where no one cries. Crying at all is not allowed - not on my castle on a cloud.

Faceted doey-mahoganies stare in twin terror or authority. Abusive, arrogant, sensitive and powerful all coiled into that tiny figure. Yet that slender, pale thing is just half of this one. She is scaley, marroon emblazoned with jade and fearsome. That form boasts avarice as its one true flaw, and those scales are its armor.

You heart is cold, and lost the will love, like a broken arrow. Here I stand in the shadows, come to me come to me - can't you see that nobody wants to be lonely? Nobody wants to cry!