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But through a glass...I can look at the sky all day and never tire, same with the ocean waves. But looking at myself, in any way shape or form, had always been impossible. I look through a glass darkly tonight,But through a glass...
to find answers, to find peace, and to find life.
The first thing I see in this mirror, looking back on the past of my life, is the one I murdered. Blood not shed by my own hands,
but shed by my own will.
Tears fall as I see this image. "Oh spirit, no more" but more is come.
The next thing I see in my mirror,
is the one who's fallen. &nbs
by ~risingphoenix535
It's now been said~What I couldn't say has now been said.~It's now been said
Just six months ago, I walked along the golden sand, watching the fire-orange sun set, I wished I held your hand. but the words to say what I truly felt fled from cold feeble mind, and I left alone on the darkest night not knowing that I would find... Love
It was only three months ago, I walked into my home I was back in town, to stay awhile, never more to rome. We talked awhile to share our hearts I couldn't tell if it was love, but I knew somewhere in the back of my mind that there was something special about your h
by ~risingphoenix535
From all the hurtingAs she walks down the street, her neighbour calls out "Come join me. Come into my humble aboad. Sit at my table and eat from my hand." As she joins this neighbour she's trusted so long, she dosn't forsee the future payment;the loss of innocence for a morsel of bread.From all the hurting
Another state away, a similer case ensues. A girl sits at home with her fathers trusted friend, alone they sit in the room. When all at once the devil flies out, and again true pain is felt by a girl so young, so innocent and pure, oh the hell felt, the burn of the sun of angry power.
A father a
by ~risingphoenix535
The boy and the AngelThere once was a boy who could look in the mirror, and not see his reflection. At the flick of a light, there'd be no shadow. Lost and alone, the wave of hoplessness consumed him.The boy and the Angel
Traveling the unpaved road alone with no one by his side, the boy, though he seemed so far from home, had a heart inside him all along, though not is own.
He stumbles and falls, hes curses the ground, this damn earth he's wandered since birth And giving all way he falls to his face, but a hand, a soft and gentle had, reaches to pick him up.
by ~risingphoenix535
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The Love Omenby `gilad
"ADVICE"Hold on to your heart, Don’t let go, Some people these days"ADVICE"
Don’t always know.
They wear it on their clothes, Or throw it away, To some ungrateful being, That you know will never stay.
But if you’re lucky, You might see, Who is fake, And who is meant to be.
Hold on to their heart, As you live to strive, But remember this quote, And make love alive.
“Love is like a butterfly,
Hold it too tight it’ll die, Hold it too loose it’ll fly.” –unknown source
by ~iiH34RTxE13CTR0niiC5
I Love...I Love the way I tingle at the softness of your touch. I Love the way you seem to love me, oh, so very much. I Love the way I dream about you through the night. I Love the way you hold me in your arms so warm and tight.I Love...
I Love the way it's hard for me to say bye to you. I Love the way you're perfect in everything you do. I Love the way I Love you more with each and every day. I Love the way I Love you more than words could ever say.
I Love the way you smile, because it makes me smile, too. I Love the way I can't seem to get my mind off of you. I Love the way I hold your
by ~AndreaOWNS
:kiss:by ~Ozzgesetzt
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- Current Residence: Astoria, Oregon
- Interests: Paintballing, Hangin with friends
- Favourite movie: Pirates of the Carribean (I can't spell)
- Favourite band or musician: Less than Jake and Sum 41
- Favourite genre of music: Punk/Alternative/Ska
- Favourite poet or writer: Edgar Allen Poe
- Operating System: Windows XP
- Favourite game: Burnout 3
- Favourite gaming platform: PS2
- Favourite cartoon character: Calvin from Calvin and Hobbes
- Personal Quote: To dwell in the past is to die in the present
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God. Fucking. Damnit.
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Trust me, I'm a doctor.
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"To dwell in the past is to die in the present."
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I am not normal people
There is a STAR
In your presence.
I'm so horrible at goobyes, Aren't I?
Cheer up dear. You have so much. Gah. I almost want to delete this and leave it alone.
But we both know me better than that, don't we? I cried myself to sleep last night.
Broke my heart for christmas, thanks. But I think this is my most important gift of all - the abliity to move on. Thank you. Merry Christmas, dear, sweet Nick.
Ta.
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Trust me, I'm a doctor.
You weren't the one with problems, I was. I wish I would have seen that before.
Again, Goodbye.
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Trust me, I'm a doctor.
Goodbye.
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"To dwell in the past is to die in the present."
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you are beautiful.
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Trust me, I'm a doctor.
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