Your Reality Every day, I imagine a future where I can be with you In my hand is a pen that will write a poem of me and you The ink flows down into a dark puddle Just move your hand, write the way into his heart But in this world of infinite choices What will it take just to find that special day What will it take just to find that special day Have I found everybody a fun assignment to do today When you're here, everything that we do is fun for them anyway When I can't even read my own feelings What good are words when a smile says it all And if this world won't write me an ending What will it take just for me to have it all Does my pen only write bitter words for those who are dear to me Is it love if I take you, or is it love if I set you free The ink flows down into a dark puddle How can I write love into reality? If I can't hear the sound of your heartbeat What do you call love in your reality And in your reality, if I don't know how to love you I'll leave you be (Keeping Our Streak) Still Alive This was a triumph. I'm playing some notes here: small success. It's hard to overstate my lack of action. Dwelling of Duels We did a punch fest because we can. For the good of all of us except the ones who hear this. But there's no sense crying over every missed take, You just keep on trying 'til you hate what you make. And the entry gets done but it's not your best one, But you're keeping your streak still alive I'm not even trying. I'm actually pretty drunk right now. Even though I have to work tomorrow. I could have done Terra Or Wily Stage 1 from MM2. I could have submitted last week, and then I would be done. evilsonic's rhythm is just out of time, But he threw this together just before the deadline This is not our best stuff, but I guess it's good enough, And we're keeping our streak still alive.