This is a poem based off the Story, "Broken Wings, Broken Songs". (I know that I posted this before Iposted "Broken Wings, Broken Songs, butfor you Lumpus/Slinkman fans, I wanted build anticipation for the real thing.)This shows how Slinkman feels for Lumpus.

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Thoughts that don't, shouldn't belong

Are here, they are a part of me

But they melt away, and I can never bring them back.

Incomparable, formless, depth, deep, dark, lost

Silent and mysterious as the cold winds.

In my world, I'm lost, all alone.

Someone call out to me

Calling my name

Love is feeling, watching, holding, touching.

Holding on for dear life, till like a flower It grows

Dying, rising, falling, risen

A dance, elegantly performed.

Love is the graveyard where other romances

Unstable, failing, confused, and pointless

Are graced with death's presence

I can't form words; my thoughts, my mind

They slip through my fingers the moment they leave my head

Lumpus, you do and don't realize

As I don't and do as well

We are two beings, lonely in this world

With nothing to hold as our own, and in the darkness

It tries to take us back

But I want you.

I do really, truly want you.

I want you with my whole being.

As I knew deep in my heart,

that you want me.

So I'll…

I'll raise my hand

I'll fly onward.

I'll watch the blue sky with you.

I'll turn away from sadness, from darkness.

I'll regain what is lost, return for kindness.

In that memory, those dreams of you.

Where light, where my heart belongs.

I'll walk toward that road

Not minding difficulty

I'll stand together with you.

Sunrise, the sun will bring light.

Maybe, the magic is waiting for us there.

I'll hold your hand

as we step forward

and beyond.

As you held my mine.

Our memories, they shine in the light

And our memory, I will keep that light

burning, burning strong

I will turn to the light

I will

I will