A/N: meh, I haven't had a steady flow of inspiration lately, so I only have
a few fragments. Yeah, I just posted chapter 15, but I forgot I hadn't put
that up yet. Still, here's what I have:
............................
I beat the rhythm
& police so bad
After my practice
It was hard just a tad
The arcade fills with suspicious punks
I help Amy kept an eye
On them as they wander
Around the others and i.
...............................
While on my comp
Playing my MP3s
Shock of all shocks,
Could it possibly be?
A song that I loved,
Sent my soul alight,
Now has no effect
I'm denied my inner flight.
Shooting star,
My heart flew like one
While listening to it
Before, but now, none.
I withdraw inside,
I crave that feeling
That sent my heart
So ever reeling.
That was the one,
That all but burst me,
But now it is nothing,
It doesn't even faze me.
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Tragedy of tragedies,
Just how can this be?
A silent black screen
Stands here before me.
The song does not sound,
The speakers don't sing,
The arrows don't fly...
Just what is this thing?
Unplugged, you say, Amy?
Something wrong with the disk?
No timeframe to speak of,
Until we get a fix?
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A/N2: wah! A true tragedy! They finally get the upgrade put together, and something's wrong with a data disk, so it won't play. T_T boo hoo big time. it looks so depressing, all dark and in a new corner, no music, no lights, no energy, just, a lifeless hunk of machinery. Amy has no idea when it'll get fixed. T_T I just hope it's going by next week, I'm going to be so depressed if it takes much longer.
As for the punks in fragment 1, if you're wondering, they were companions to known shoplifters, and rather shady regardless. No trouble, they finally left. But I was on high alert and ready to kick some major butt if necessary, they were like that.
............................
I beat the rhythm
& police so bad
After my practice
It was hard just a tad
The arcade fills with suspicious punks
I help Amy kept an eye
On them as they wander
Around the others and i.
...............................
While on my comp
Playing my MP3s
Shock of all shocks,
Could it possibly be?
A song that I loved,
Sent my soul alight,
Now has no effect
I'm denied my inner flight.
Shooting star,
My heart flew like one
While listening to it
Before, but now, none.
I withdraw inside,
I crave that feeling
That sent my heart
So ever reeling.
That was the one,
That all but burst me,
But now it is nothing,
It doesn't even faze me.
----------------------------
Tragedy of tragedies,
Just how can this be?
A silent black screen
Stands here before me.
The song does not sound,
The speakers don't sing,
The arrows don't fly...
Just what is this thing?
Unplugged, you say, Amy?
Something wrong with the disk?
No timeframe to speak of,
Until we get a fix?
--------------------
A/N2: wah! A true tragedy! They finally get the upgrade put together, and something's wrong with a data disk, so it won't play. T_T boo hoo big time. it looks so depressing, all dark and in a new corner, no music, no lights, no energy, just, a lifeless hunk of machinery. Amy has no idea when it'll get fixed. T_T I just hope it's going by next week, I'm going to be so depressed if it takes much longer.
As for the punks in fragment 1, if you're wondering, they were companions to known shoplifters, and rather shady regardless. No trouble, they finally left. But I was on high alert and ready to kick some major butt if necessary, they were like that.