| legato: (lee-gah-toe) a smooth, even style, with no noticeable interruption between the notes; often used as a musical direction |


Paint the Sky, Kid.And though you will be greatly missed,Paint the Sky, Kid.
And while we shed tears,
I'm certain we're all glad to have known you, Through all these highschool years. It's a shame you've had to go,
And moving on will be rough,
Because fifteen years are great, But will never feel like enough.
Take us in your thoughts, While we give you our prayers, And paint the sky, kid! With many colored layers.


TM-In the RingTHE FOLLOWING IS NOT AN ACTUAL PART OF THE MAFIA STORY. IT'S JUST A FANDOM. THANK YOU, AND ENJOY.TM-In the Ring
It's an odd sensation; I can say that much, at least. Odd, because it's scary and exciting, all at once. Even now, sitting on a wooden bench, wrapping my wrists in tape, I can hear the dull roar of a crowd. They scream, but distantly, muted, like those of lost souls. Lost souls with eyes that burn, that thirst to see spilt blood of the weak. Primal instinct at its best. Kill or be killed. The thought sends my heart into an erratic beat. Adrenaline pushes into my blood, pounding harder behind my eyes, ins


.:Recess:.Her name is Destiny. That's such a strange name, I think. She's tan, and looks kinda like she'd snap like a twig. Her hair is bunched in pig tails with those little circus animal berets. Her mom does her hair. She's told me. Destiny's not that pretty; but I won't say that. If you don't have something nice to say, don't say it at all. She's nice, I guess. Maybe we could be friends....:Recess:.
They were mean to her, today. I saw it, in the bathroom. Michelle was calling her names; really ugly names. Like ugly. But Michelle isn't pretty either. I don't understand why she'd do that. Why can't you keep all the mean things to yourself? I watch


DriftingI want to float on a cloud.Drifting
To let gentle, caressing breezes push me along.
To let my fingers hang over the edge and skim over the bright blue.
I want to settle into a cumulus. To tilt my head back to the sun and close my eyes.
To let it warm my cheeks, to warm my heart.
I want to drift into the horizon.
To soar above my problems.
To be where you are.
I want you to join me.
I want us to fly, freely, like two wandering souls. (Never lost. Together, we'll always know where we are
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The d'Amato family
...known for our conquests, revered for our methods...
Pastor Gepetto "The Hitman" d'Amato
..."for where your treasure is, there your heart will be also"...
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Little Legato "The Agent"
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The d'Amato family
...known for our conquests, revered for our methods...
Pastor Gepetto "The Hitman" d'Amato
..."for where your treasure is, there your heart will be also"...
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Little Legato "The Agent"
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I used to have an open mind but my brains kept falling out.
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Little Legato "The Agent"
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I used to have an open mind but my brains kept falling out.
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