11-15-2004, 05:50 PM
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thundering is my favorite
Join Date: Apr 2004
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i want to wake up to your soothing voice
curing me healing me from the long night aches to be near you to feel your warmth knowing your arms around me drawing me in closer lips along my collarbone whispering goodmorning fingers caressing my warm blanketed skin as we greet the new day softly
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your star shaped heart has reached out to me and together our hearts beat as one bound by the rich red that runs coarsing united we stand stronger than before able to face the dark with hands entwined |
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11-15-2004, 10:03 PM
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left hanging
Join Date: Sep 2003
Location: between the click of the light and the start of the dream
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sky blue
leaves green wind cool sun shiny me deskbound something wrong |
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11-29-2004, 04:08 PM
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thundering is my favorite
Join Date: Apr 2004
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Aurora
sun peeking thru the blinds
illuminating the room with a soft glow still russles in the breaking morning as he slips in between the sheets snuggling against her body silently he traces her face wrapping loose tendrils around his fingers his body curls behind her as he whispers all his cares to the slumbering young girl letting sleeping beauty lie
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your star shaped heart has reached out to me and together our hearts beat as one bound by the rich red that runs coarsing united we stand stronger than before able to face the dark with hands entwined |
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12-06-2004, 07:00 AM
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meretricious dilettante
Join Date: Jan 2003
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If you want to feel your corpus callosum really, well, THERE, spend some quiet time with the daughter of the only person you've ever hated, talking earnestly about her PTSD.
Whatever will happen when she figures out who I am?
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12-11-2004, 09:29 PM
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thundering is my favorite
Join Date: Apr 2004
Location: motivated to be all i can be
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in memory of daniel
walking out of the room
down the hall knowing it would never be the same slowmotion heart beats echoing watching his monitor blink. beep. flatline into nothing he was gone when just days ago he was vibrant normal so very alive catching my eye smiling at me from across the room the same way he did when we first met who knew what life would bring black and white stills flash scenes of life joy love as she walks alone down the long corridor
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your star shaped heart has reached out to me and together our hearts beat as one bound by the rich red that runs coarsing united we stand stronger than before able to face the dark with hands entwined |
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12-16-2004, 10:07 PM
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her words
crumbling castles in shifting sands
evanescent warmth of hands entangled tango fandango between the roar of ocean waves and gusty winds together we build the apses between lapses of laughter after well, i guess the point is to enjoy things as they are enjoy every caress of these shifting sands enjoy every moment while it is alive because the waves always erase always say goodbye |
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12-18-2004, 02:17 PM
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Conspiracy Theorist
Join Date: Mar 2004
Location: cleveland, oh
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"Merry Christmas, Darling" on the radio,
Gently drifting fallen snow, I just wrote this so you would know: good thing I can't open that third floor window. Friends and neighbors call "Hello", The carolers sing soft and low, The Yuletide hearth is all aglow, and damn! I can't budge that third floor window Missing you this time of year When airwaves fill with sounds of cheer And we draw close to near and dear.... that window's stuck. Fvck! Happy New Year!
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01-01-2005, 12:05 AM
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girthy pickles
Join Date: Feb 2003
Location: under your desk
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talking to you again is like
... something i can't describe i can't quite put my finger on it and i dont know how to feel day to day about it or even hour to hour (minute to minute?) aside from a few snide comments made to make me feel guilt, somehow about protecting myself and my feelings the depths of which i would never dream of sharing with you you're your old self the back & forth easily flowing conversation the witty banter teasing giving as good as you're getting i've missed it i've missed you time heals all wounds? i'll never know for sure
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01-07-2005, 03:25 AM
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Join Date: Jan 2005
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When I see numbers, (ie. a digital clock, an address on a house, etc.) I add up the numbers. Or I try and add up numbers to equal to another.. like if it's 06.39, you can add the first three digits to equal the fourth. God I am such a nerd.
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01-07-2005, 03:28 AM
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Also.. like a lot of you have said, you will choose a random person in public and make up an entire life for them... I do that too. xD It's fun. Or when I am at home with a friend, or if I call them and tell them to go to a certain channel (soap operas are the best.. especially the ones on the Mexican channel) we choose a character and make them say things. Oh yeah. Good times. Goooood times. =)
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01-07-2005, 09:38 AM
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moving on
Join Date: Jan 2005
Location: alone in a maze
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ambient noieses
oh wow this is intense im a slient new age movie romance slick shine i gliude, no frollock, now its getting hip, funny, i dont remember wearing the clown shoes itunes changing it up quick, ridding my broom with piano pacing pricking my spine singing with a native american about the sunrise ohohohhhhhhohoohhoh yooyoyoyoyoooyyyoyoooo, piano, cymbol tap, sudden kick bass rattling waves fading into the day its partly darkly with a hint of purple now back to you lid, sneaky, snickers tracks in the woods, creapy, low rumbal of thunder and a dog barked woah its candyland ecletronic zaparonie woo wo woooo lazer tag digital numbers sprinklers and the wind chimes. |
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01-12-2005, 12:20 PM
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thundering is my favorite
Join Date: Apr 2004
Location: motivated to be all i can be
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thoughts of you crowd
into my mind pushing past the mundane seeking shelter in the inner recesses of my heart
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your star shaped heart has reached out to me and together our hearts beat as one bound by the rich red that runs coarsing united we stand stronger than before able to face the dark with hands entwined |
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01-12-2005, 12:44 PM
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moving on
Join Date: Jan 2005
Location: alone in a maze
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*walking*......*farts*,*cuts to the left*
stage presence is a state of mind i heard wiping the sleep from my eye, the sun nodded, "hey" wtf, oh right, grabbed my shoes.. alice in wonderland. |
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01-12-2005, 04:21 PM
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in limbo
Join Date: Sep 2002
Location: The Netherlands
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about nature
"so,"
said god, "you humans are waiting for a miracle. you know, after the 7th day, i gave it all away to you all out of my hands. don't ask me for a miracle. because how can i speak justice, without your voices? how can i love, without your hearts? not you, but i myself am waiting for a miracle." |
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01-12-2005, 05:42 PM
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Registered User
Join Date: Jan 2005
Location: Where Kung Fu Lives
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Here, have my elbow!!
I'm sorry I did that Run Whats wrong with you? This is not a game Snap out of it |
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