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sehhh bored.

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Bye.

Bye, 2009.

Thankyou!

Christmas,

Thankyou for:

Ipod Speakers

Sleeping Beauty

Emma

Miss Marple's 'The Moving Finger'

Playsuit

Shoes

Harajuku perfume

JB voucher

iTunes voucher

and all the other little presents.

Oh, and thanks for the credit!

I love you, Santa!

Dear Santa,

Please find me a polaroid camera.

+ 100 rolls of film.

Please tell mum to stop ruining my Christmas surprise presents.

Please find me a pair of black mary-jane shoes,

with a low heel,

size nine.

Please give me credit so I can send many happy Christmas texts.

Please eat the carrots, biscuits and milk I leave out for you this year.

Please give me a pile of sponge cakes for Christmas.

With lots of jam and cream, and pink jelly crystals scattered on top.

Lots of love, Joolz

I couldn't keep the night from coming in

When you ate I saw your eyelashes

Saw them shake like wind on rushes

In the corn field when she called me

Moths surround me, thought they'd drown me

And I miss your precious heart,

And I miss your precious heart

Dried rose petal, red brown circles

Frame your eyes and stained your knuckles

Dried rose petal, red brown circles

Frame your eyes and stained your knuckles

And all those lonely nights down by the river,

Brought me bread and water, water in,

But though I tried so hard my little darling,

I couldn't keep the night from coming in

And all those lonely nights down by the river,

I was brought my bread and water by the kith and the kin,

Now in the quiet hour when I am sleepin',

I cannot keep the night from comin' in

Why've you gone away

Gone away again

I'll sleep through the rest of my days

If you've gone away again

I sleep through the rest of my days

And I sleep through the rest of my days

And I sleep through the rest of my days

Why've you gone away, away

Seven suns, seven suns

Away, away, away, away

Can you hear me, will you listen

Don't come near me, don't go missing

In the lissome light of evening

Help me, Cosmia, I'm grieving

And all those lonely nights down by the river

Brought me bread and water, water in

But though I tried so hard my little darling

I couldn't keep the night from coming in

And all those lonely nights down by the river

I was brought my bread and water by the kith and the kin

Now in the quiet hour when I am sleepin'

I cannot keep the night from comin' in

Beneath the porch light we've all been circling

Beat our dust hearts, singe our flour wings

But in the corner, something is happening

Wild Cosmia, what have you seen

Water were your limbs, and the fire was her hair

And then the moonlight caught your eye

And you rose through the air

Well, if you've seen true light, then this is my prayer

Will you call me when you get there

And I miss your precious heart

And miss, and miss, and miss

And miss, and miss, and miss, and miss, and miss your heart

But release your precious heart

To its feast, for precious hearts

Butterflies

There was a man. He wore a suit and worked in the city. He quit his job and went to live in a corrugated iron hut in the middle of the desert. He played guitar all day and all night, alone in the corrugated iron hut. One day he met a professional female surfer and when the man kissed the woman they both turned into butterflies.