I saw no figures
Nor possess any remnants
Of seeing Bert in my dreams
Last night.
I didn't know what to think
Of it.
I slumped over,
Pulled out my sugar
From my pillowcase.
I felt bleak
Maybe it will make me feel something.
But it didn't work last time.
Maybe I need more.
---
It worked a little bit
I felt as if I could dance.
I laughed out,
Into the nothing.
It felt similar to being in a padded room
With all the white,
Except for my hands were free.
I began to sing to myself,
Reaching soprano notes,
Using an angelic vibrato.
I really adored my singing voice.
Other people do too.
I know because Frank would always get the loudest applauses when I was up.
That makes me happy.
Really happy.
Maybe I could give Bert some of my sugar.
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I arrived early.
Pete and Patrick were always in
A dark corner.
They were making a band, and called it Fall Out Boy.
Patrick had imense talent.
I wanted to hear it.
Next time they play, I swear I'm going to go to one of their shows.
I can tell that they'll have a big future.
I know
Because their style was so unique,
And so resplendent.
But specifically about Pete and Patrick,
I don't know was their relationship was.
They confused me
In a way.
They seemed like best friends,
But treated each other as lovers.
They always spent so much time together,
Even without Andy and Joe.
And I've even noticed
How differently Pete treats Patrick.
He doesn't notice
But Pete has even flirted with him before.
It looks like Pete likes him,
Perhaps is in love with him,
And Patrick doesn't feel the same way.
He's so unbelievably oblivious to Pete's actions!
But I, on the contrary,
Loved them both.
They held a special place in my heart.
I only knew them for a week,
And they already did this to me.
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Sanity (Frerard)
Fanfiction"And what I felt was more than thumping. I felt his love for me. and I think he loves me with his soul too." .*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*. •Warning: Triggers • Drug Use • Soft Sexual Content • .*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.
