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TiredI am missing Jamie and Kari and Izz and Stef and Caitlin... I want to see them. I don't have much time though with work and rehearsals, but I think I will just have to fit them in somewhere or else I will go crazier...
White horse
Counting loversCounting lovers, She cries in the rain. The lovers of friends She begins to count, One Two Three Four How could there be more, When her simple count Comes to an end Before it begins? She longs for the loveCounting lovers
Shared by her friends. She doesn't understand, Why it all goes wrong. Nothing ever lasts, Because it never even starts. So she hides in her shell, Hoping for the love of the world To come pull her out. Does she not know, That what she wants, Takes two? Will she become
The girl we used
My Hands around your NeckFists slamming, Head banging, Knuckles crushing beneath your wall. My hand are bloody, Fingers broken, But I still manage to squeeze your throat. Your eyes are missing, You can not see, What your ignorance has done to me. Rip open my chest, And tear out my heart, You realize now? Here it's yours.My Hands around your Neck
How's it feel? With my blood on your hands, That's not coming off.
See the stain? My life you bought.
Your life I stole, In your arms, Your last breath, My broken fingers, Still wring your neck.
NightmaresAlone in the dark, With nowhere to hide. The nightmares crawl up, As she slowly cried.Nightmares
The night carried on, Without a care in the world. Just going along, As the nightmares swirled.
Bumps in the night, And thumps in the dark. All the nightmares come, And start the embark.
Alone at home, Wanting the day. Quietly in bed, Is where the girl lay.
As the sun slowly rises, And the nightmares fade. Under the bed, Is where the nightmares wade.
SoulmateYou were created for me, and I for you. We are one whole, split in two.Soulmate
I am the artist, you are my muse. Your love and inspiration, I will never abuse.
You are reason, I am your voice. You listen as I speak, because silence is your choice.
I am a squall, you are my calm. You soothe my fiery spirit like a cooling balm.
We are one soul, split in two. You were created for me, and I for you.
Alone In The DarkThere are days when I feel all the colors have drained away and I float on a lake of pristine glass beneath a sky bereft of meaning and regrets flutter like desperate wings against the walls of boxed memories all treasured tokens adrift and alone in the dark...Alone In The Dark
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Shamelessly proud mother of =Mr-Ie
"There are two tragedies in life.
One is not to get your hearts desire.
The other is to get it."
George Bernard Shaw
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i'll keep sky in my pockets and walk home with candy raining up the ceiling.
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