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YOU
Sun, 09 Sep 2007 09:15:00 +0000
I once knew you<br />once<br />And that was enough<br />not to know you<br />at all<br />For the very thought of you<br />changed <br />My thought of you forever<br />I knew you once
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Desperation
Sun, 09 Sep 2007 05:13:12 +0000
Memories try to resurfaceHeating up from a fire rekindledAnd bubbling their way to the topI do my best to fight them backDesperation tries to graspCatching hold of one loose threadAnd clinging on with frantic hope I do my best to get awayAnesthesia tries to spreadHypnotic and persuasive Its promises of a sweet yet bitter endI do my best to stay awake The wide and empty starry sky gives me peaceDespair momentarily vanishes,Wonder takes its placeYou’ll be the death of me
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Online Mystery
Sun, 09 Sep 2007 03:26:06 +0000
Sometimes when I’m online,I notice you’re on too..and for some strange reason, I always see a sign,showing me that you want to talk to meWhether it be you changing your status from away, busy to onlineOr putting on corresponding music to my musicWhatever it may be, we always seem to be in syncMaybe it’s just me, maybe you’re not even aware you’re doing thisI don’t know, when it comes to this, I’m plain cluelessBut if this is some sort of mind game you’re playing with me, then you’re just sickBut if this is for real, then please just talk to meCause it’s driving me crazy, everydaywhenever we’re both online, I jump everytime I see the blinking lightAnd my heart beat quickens, only to go down after seeing its not youYou know I would make the first move, But fear of rejection and sadness has got me,Only as far as opening your conversation windowCall me paranoid, but on those rare occasions I opened you’re window, you would go offline or change your status to awayI’m getting two different signs at the same time, same daySo please, make my world a little less confusing, and a little happier by talking to meseen?
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From me to you
Sun, 09 Sep 2007 03:18:45 +0000
His spoil was"If there's anything that you wantif there's anything I could dojust call on Meand I'll send it alongwith lovefrom Me to you"And so I answered"If you there's anything that I wantif there's anything You could doI'll just call on Youand You'll send it alongwith lovefrom Youto me"I was supplanted as We spokeand He is rescuing meas He givesthat I never saw corruptionO how I need this LORDYou are my hopeand my prayerAs He also gave my heroic dreamas I read in Actsof how Paul faredGiven the mysterywhich was bestowedas the scroll was stretcheda bringer of new thingswithout any lack or contradiction anywhereAnd as echad I do farePaul having his own apartmentas also the Teacher has come prospering the air
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the line
Sun, 09 Sep 2007 00:54:49 +0000
"There's a line across the horizon, match the one with the lust for driving up your spine with a knife." These were the words I heard last in my left ear.I was given to be a little mind in a even smaller world, surrounded by tight strokes of death - it has been about 10 000 years from now, - the light was so unfortunate gray.jaan_RR
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Whoring myself out .
Sat, 08 Sep 2007 19:59:10 +0000
uno... i am afraid of heights...dos.... i stutter a lil bit when i talk spanish....tres..... i play bass alright ..... haha ...cuatro.... i hate making a conversation with people you have sunglasses on ... i neeed eye contact...cinco... i dont like being interrupted....seis.... i love my boyfriend very lot ! ^^siete... i can be random at times....ocho.... i will do anyting to spend time with my friends and familynueve..... i love chinese food !!!diez.... josh is the REAL spiderman!! once....i love all my ffriends i made here at laredo...doce..... i miss my hometown...trece....... i love rainy days especiallywith thunder and lightning ...catorce.... my favorite color is purple...quince... i have a fetish for spikey hair... ^^tensix.... i love to write poetry...tensiete.... i am a myspace whore...tenocho... i have to have everthing closed as in doors and closets before going to sleep ...tennine.... i used to have blue contacts..veinte.... i love you ! <3
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looks vs. me
Sat, 08 Sep 2007 19:57:47 +0000
i just feel so blahmy whole weekend has been gone to waste...all because of my insecurities and the people who have let me downi try to do the best that i can to make him happy .. but it seems there is always an alternate route he takes .. nah .. i dunno...i really sometimes dont think he is just satisfied with me how i am as a whole and has to look at some other crap just to get i guess his satisfaction in things..this is how i feel right now .. this is how i am thinking ....he knows what i am talking about ... why cant i be that beautiful girls guys make a double look at when i pass by ...why cant i just be like that .. pretty .. confident .. i hate how i feel .. look ....when i see myself in the mirror i just cant help but point out all my flaws to the point where i just dont care any moer about myself ..i try to feel pretty but i cant i try to make myself look rpetty but i canti want to be and it seems that its hindering me and my inside and the people around me .. whatever .. sucks .. i wish i could right more right now ..grrr.. i dunno...i just envy the girl that has the looks ..i just envy the girl that gets worshipped by a million guys ..i envy .......he tells me no you are beautiful ..but why does he do the things he does .. i dunno .. i just wish i could be a lil more in this category of looks ...anyone please help me .//i am going down hill and its fast ...
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Mysterious Causations of the Heart
Sat, 08 Sep 2007 19:57:03 +0000
i am here sitting at a desk .... not knowing what to write about but i just had the feeling to write something .. anything.. i dunno ... i guess.. i just needed to take my mind off things... especially the little things.... yup.....i feel so blah right now for the past couple of days .. why ? i dunno .. i have been telling my self it is something physically but now i am starting to give it a second thought .. maybe there is something deep down inside of me that is wanting to come out but ia m not sure wha t.. i have the familiar sensation of crying and stuff .. but nothing comes out ... .. i am making myself sound all emo .. but thats not the point . i am actually stuck .. i dunno what is wrong wtih me ... nothing can make me smile right now cuz it just goes back to this mystery cause i have in my heart.............
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summer nights
Sat, 08 Sep 2007 19:55:02 +0000
i miss his touchkisslaughhugprescencejokessponanietysmileeyeshandsconversationsi miss how we wouldlaugh togethercuddlemake fun of each other"argue"just do nothinglay aroundi miss him .. <3iloveyou..but soon i shall be with you again ..very soon ..so we can return to live our momentsthat we left on pauseunder the starry night sky ..beyond reality ...
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At the feet of Isis
Sat, 08 Sep 2007 16:55:59 +0000
ER feet are set in darkness--at Her feet We kneel, for She is Mother of us all-- A mighty Mother, with all love replete; We, groping ’midst the shadow’s dusky pall, Ask not to see the upper vision bright, Enough for us Her feet shine clear--all virgin white. Her wings are tipped with golden light, but we Ken but the shadow at Her pinions’ base-- We kneel before Her feet, we cannot see The glory that illuminates Her face, For he who t’wards the vision gazeth up Finds first the stricken breast--the sacrificial cup! Her feet gleam in the darkness--at Her feet We lay the price of those twin pearls of Heav’n-- All that man hath--an offering incomplete Is his who yet his best would leave ungiv’n; And as She stoops Her guerdon to bestow, His life’s blood in Her cup, outstretched there, needs must flow! Her wings are in the shadow--Lo! they cast That shadow e’en o’er Heav’n’s own light, we cry, For in the darkness, terrible and vast, She spreads the wing to which the soul must hie; But, to that shelter led, our upward gaze Beholds Her pinions formed of Light’s celestial rays! Her feet are in the darkness, but Her face Is in high Heav’n--all Truth inhabits there; All Knowledge and all Peace, and perfect grace, And in the wonder of Her joy they share Who, blindly clinging to Her feet erstwhile, Obtained the priceless gift--the vision of Her smile.
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