a poem i wrote a few months ago. just found it again. i kinda like it.
I think she stole my voice along with your soul.
The backseat of your fathers
car held us both on the day
of your tenth birthday party,
only I dont remember you
being there. I was too absorbed
with the unsure honor
I was being granted. I was
the...
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I think she stole my voice along with your soul.
The backseat of your fathers
car held us both on the day
of your tenth birthday party,
only I dont remember you
being there. I was too absorbed
with the unsure honor
I was being granted. I was
the...
Read More
nicholascage86:
hey how are you doing?
A note to a friend:
"Now, onto something new. Well, not exactly new, just something I've been thinking about, and feel the need to say. I know, I know, I feel the need to say just about everything that passes through my head, but bare with me please...
I keep remembering how you described me that one time pretty soon after we met. You said...
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"Now, onto something new. Well, not exactly new, just something I've been thinking about, and feel the need to say. I know, I know, I feel the need to say just about everything that passes through my head, but bare with me please...
I keep remembering how you described me that one time pretty soon after we met. You said...
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autumnfade:
Awesome lady!
looks like a great time
looks like a great time
"If I begin correcting mistakes you speak of according to rules with no relation to me, I will lose my individuality to grammar I have not incorporated. I prefer to create myself as I see fit than to bend my words to rules that don't belong to me." -Pablo Picasso
God has found his way back into my life. He was sneaky about it, a...
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God has found his way back into my life. He was sneaky about it, a...
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lenya:
Naughty girls
"--You can't ever guess at life, at pain. All pain is real, and all pain is personal. It's the most personal thing we have. It eats each of us differently. You cannot know--" -You Shall Know Our Velocity
Whenever someone tells me a story about themselves or someone else, I find a way to relate. I try my hardest, once I realize what I am...
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Whenever someone tells me a story about themselves or someone else, I find a way to relate. I try my hardest, once I realize what I am...
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r3x:
All I know is this: THERE ARE MANY SIDES TO THE TRUTH
lastserenade:
well damn
r3x:
You nonconformist, you.
chipdanger:
sweet!
Emotion is overwhelming at the moment. Nothing specific, neither good nor bad. Just a pure, frenzied emotion, which seems to hold the fuse to a momentary spontaneous combustion of my soul. Thoughts are drag racing, and I'm trying to sort through any winners... Here's one:
I never asked for the grass to be greener on the other side. I wasn't planning on it happening. But,...
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I never asked for the grass to be greener on the other side. I wasn't planning on it happening. But,...
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autumnfade:
the words make bright on the white canvas-
you paint well
you paint well
New pictures!
New artistic ventures!
Really, probably not that exciting, but still...
New artistic ventures!
Really, probably not that exciting, but still...
r3x:
wooyay! It's exciting, sure.
Who doesn't enjoy the fruits of creativity?
Who doesn't enjoy the fruits of creativity?