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---> Fan Fic
All the fiction on this page has been credited to the writer. Please do not use any of this fan fic without express permission from the writer. If you see something you like of someone else's please contact them via their e-mail link, which should be provided in all cases. I thank you in advance for your cooperation. We work hard on our art and it's a bummer if someone uses it without permission.
--->Monica's
For the rest of Monica's fanfic, please go here.
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Blackbird--For JR
He falls away to the swallowing night,
Somehow nothing for him is ever right,
There's things stirring inside that he can't explain,
A gift that isn't repeated or ever tamed.
When he sings you can feel things unknown,
He spreads out the stars that he's grown,
And when his voice carries through bittersweet sighs,
Everything you feel slams right between you eyes.
Blackbird, you're so beautiful,
Blackbird, you're incredible,
Blackbird, you make me feel,
Blackbird, I'd love you to be real.
You make me hang on your every word,
No matter how paining or how absurd,
You open that well that divides me alone,
And call to me when no ones home.
The tears of the sun fall from my eyes,
Because your music gives new meaning to my life,
You are breathtaking in your thick cloak of truth,
Anything I've ever wanted I've found inside of you.
Blackbird, you're so beautiful,
Blackbird, you're incredible,
Blackbird, you make me feel,
Blackbird, I'd love you to be real.
Help me with what I need to say,
Don't let me fall away,
You hold my heart in the palm of your hand,
Thank you for making me understand...
Blackbird, don't change for all time,
Blackbird, you've given me peace of mind,
Blackbird, I love with more than words could say,
Blackbird, in my heart is where you'll stay... |
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John--
It seems like ages since I last saw you. Its so hard to put up with the fact that you aren't here...
but I'm taking in parts day by day. Some days are so easy that I almost forget you're gone. Others,
I am tortured by my own shadow. Its hard to close my eyes at night, since my head will only show me what gives me
love and what gives me pain. Sometimes I think I hear you sauntering down the hall, hearing your hand hit the wall and
you turn into the room. I hope to see you turn around, but nothing is there. You're never here.
I hear the drizzle of rain,
Like a memory it falls,
Soft and warm continuing,
Tapping on my roof and walls.
How is it out there, in the unmistakable world of thieves and cruel souls?
How does it feel to realize that its that same world that I come away from? I hide in
my room...in our room...and never leave until I must. I never eat anymore; what is the point in sitting with
another empty chair. All I do is get upset. Angry. Angry because I cannot talk to you. I can't even remember the
sound of your voice, its been so long. Angry because I can't want you. My tongue for desire has been ripped away, torn out
without reason. Angry because I can't even smell you anymore in our sheets. I miss that. I miss you.
And from the shelter of my mind,
Through the window of my eyes,
I gaze beyond the rain-drenched streets,
To England where my heart lies.
Asking someone else for help is useless; who else knows what I am going through? Invisibility is not just
a way to get out of the boss's sight anymore; its a whole new way of life. I go unnoticed, working like a robot.
When people do stumble across me, looks of pity smother their faces. They are all a blur in a group where I'm looking for something more.
Something bigger. Something raw. Something rare. You.
My mind's distracted and diffused,
My thoughts are many miles away,
They lie with you in your sleep,
Kiss you when you start the day.
Paper and pens are the only things I use anymore;
I fill notebooks endlessly with drawing, writing, and pictures. The walls
of my room are the extent of my world; there is no reason to look outside, since my
eyes are blinded by the light. Its been a while since that light...its something I cannot cherish
without you. There is no importance in fireplaces and candles anymore...every single flame,
no matter how big or microscopic, reminds me of the one deep in your eyes.
And a song I was writing is left undone,
I don't know why I spend my time,
Writing songs I can't believe,
With words that tear and use strength to rhyme.
I miss those beautiful hands that I took for granted on so
many occasions. I try to run my hands through one another sometimes, just so
I can try to reminisce about how you made me feel. Its impossible, though; the warmth of your fingers is nonexistent
within my icy palms. You did everything to me with those hands...and it's hard to forget. I cry sometimes,
wondering what I did to ever lose that countless amount of security I felt while in your embrace.
And so you see I have come to doubt,
All that I once held as true,
I stand alone without beliefs,
The only truth I know is you.
But again, what am I saying? You'll come
home...someday. Soon...or is it? You're going to call...but when? I
abandoned my entire life to live in this beautiful home. You gave me everything that you could afford and you told me when you loved
me when I was on your mind. But John, tell me this: Do you still love me when you know you're killing me?
Love,
Mae
PS: Why did you leave your ring on the dresser?
And as I watch the drops of rain,
Weave their weary paths and die,
I know that I am like the rain,
There but for the grace of you go I...
Lyrics from the Simon and Garfunkel ballad "Karen's Song", off their Sounds of Silence album.
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A Thousand Words
A thousand words but none were spoken,
Guess there's nothing left to say,
Another dream just got broken,
Guess there's just another way, yeah...
Want you to know I'm just like you,
Just like you...
He sighed of exasperation, the sweat dripping into his eyebrows.
It was so hot, everything else was a mirage in his pool of vision.
He could feel his fingers let go of the tight grip he'd had on neck, his long hands
reaching for something else. His hair fell into his eyes, plastering itself all over
his face. And as he licked his soft lips, he grabbed the mike and began to sing.
A thousand words were spoken,
Another dream, another day?..., yeah...
Want you to feel me,
Want you to feel like I do,
Like I do...
His lips fell into the head if it, dipping and dripping as though he could kiss it.
All he could imagine was that woman's lips, and his mouth yearned for any touch.
She slung low at his hips, dangling with free will and seemingly no purpose. It was just the mic
and him. He breathed heavily, his chest rising and falling in need of any air. His eyes were shut forcefully,
blocking out anyone and everything else.
A thousand words but none were spoken,
Guess there's nothing left to say,
I want you to...
I want you to know I'm just like you.
The slow jam of the band continued, keeping a beat for him.
He ignored the sea of faces in front of him, their shouts oblivious to his ears.
His heart was pounding as he wiped his hair away from his face, imagining it was
her hands and not his own. He never wanted this...never wanted to be alone. All
he wanted was someone who cared, someone who really gave a damn like he did. Like him.
Someone who could show him what love was really about. Someone who could make him feel something...
I want you to...fuck me...
I want you to know I'm just like you,
Just like you, Just like you...
Oh...
His hands were gripping tighter now, his voice beginning to shake and
belt louder. It rumbled and groaned in his throat, whined and moaned in its delivery.
He squeezed to get his mind off the pain, distract himself from the needs to scream and cry.
Streaming together like tears and forming inlets on his cheeks, the sweat refused to stop. And as he
shyly opened his eyes, he stared into the bloody red light, imagining hers looking straight back at
him. A single tear gave way and he could hear it hit the ground louder than the drum kit. He weaned
her away from his thoughts with one last belt of words, leaving him remotely alone in the sea of thousands.
A thousand words, just like you...
A thousand words, just like you...
The title track performed by The Goo Goo Dolls as a bridging interlude to "Cuz You're Gone", off the album Superstar Car Wash
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--->Candy's
Here is a piece of Goo chapter fan fic. I am providing links to the actual documents since this a large piece of work. I will be adding chapters as I have time to update, there are a few to get you started. |
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