::: The Prettiest Star :::

the prettiest star
will shine no more
her heart is broken
thrown on the floor

amid her dreams
through restless nights
scores of angels
make soundless flights

to ease the pain
but it will not do
life with out love
hurts strait through

but in her soul
she still can see
lovers drawn apart
like you and me

each lives alone
most do not know why
she looks into our souls
what she sees makes her cry

remnants of a love
of a joy, once there
and it fills her with pain
and strips conscience bare

2 hours left...

Pleasant news:
The evil moon muse has been captured and handcuffed to the proper LJ.

Not so pleasant news:
Second last weekend of work. Let's see nutmeg's schedule:

- post play (done)
- notify everyone that I'll be missing (in progress)
- work at 3:30
- sparks sleepover at the united church at 7:00... will be late as that is the same time I get off work.
- sparks sleepover ends at 9:30, amd supposed to work at 9:00.
- get a hold of 17.5 to let him know I will be late tomorrow (in progress... damnit, he's at school!)


Right. If anyone needs me, I'm dead.