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Grobanites Making Fools of Themselves by cutelilgrobanite23 His Eyes are brown Yet dark as night But it's his smile That gives him light. And Oh, That Voice! So smooth as silk Yet soft as velvet. The notes that he sings float as if with wings into my waiting ears. Every time I look at him In picture after picture It's as if the vision changes Into something even better. The many languages he knows and puts so easily to notes Sound like angels up above. My best friend once said His voice makes the angels silent And every time I hear him sing Something else comes true- My heart grows warm inside And I am silent too! His voice calms the storms that brew inside my soul And the playing of his CD Over and over again Will never be an act That ever grows old! by By: Kiera Bracken You are my Autumn, for your hair is as brown as a beautiful oak tree. You are my Spring, for you make the flowers bloom with your voice. You are my Summer, for your voice warms my heart. The winters are less cold and not as dark for you are in my world. You sing foreign words like they are your first language. That is part of the beauty of you. Your voice makes the angels silent for they want to listen to you "Sing To Life." When I heard you sing, I wanted to find out what the words meant. I found out what they meant because I wanted the connection. I wanted the connection between your voice and your words. Your deep, dark eyes make me realize just how deep your music is. Your voice has no age. Your voice is like a prayer. The angels stay silent when your voice is in the air. I find myself needing your voice every day and the Angels agree. This is a strange place to be stuck in the middle of a dream. Your voice makes the angels silent and leaves me wishing it were more than a dream. Oh, and on a slightly less wanky note (I sympathize with this one and even took part), the people on the Josh Groban community on livejournal have been wanking about how much less wanky they are than FoJG. Stop complaining that the calendar sucked! You should be glad you got anything with Josh on it! I don't feel like a 'friend' at FoJG... Stop complaining! I'm not complaining about the complaining, really... I hate llamas! EDIT: Okay, how did I manage to forget the precise definition of 'Grobanite'? (The answer, of course, is 'us, not them, because we're 1337er'.) |
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