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picking your
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wondering why the "ad people" think I want to date asian women... you must be me...then who am i...if your me and i not you then arghghggh GET TO THE CHOPPA 
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Too Much Hope
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Too Much Hope I sit and stare as if I am going somewhere I hope and I pray for a better day It’s fresh in my mind, the love I did find Feeling sad is my state of mind, being happy is a daily grind Taking my new trail, well that’s just travail Seeking new ways without changing, just doing some rearranging Wondering what I will see, when I see, the inner being inside of me Always felt your presence near, never this feeling, this feeling of fear Asking myself all those questions, should have listened to your suggestions Love has no reservation, as it looks for a lifelong celebration Taking down the stairs you created, with the feeling that life has faded Your friends tell you to believe to think positive; I dry my tears and want to live Something is missing from my presence, replaced with emptiness of your essence I want to take a deep breath, let the suppressed love out; I just don’t feel that stout Hoping for it all to end, a new place for my love to send How much hope am I suppose to have, should it be a cast, or just a suave All the answers I am told I will find, I think they’re all just being kind I am the only one who will know, Too much hope , time is slow MAD 2007 
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Reasons
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Reasons A thought, a dream, a day filled with hope Family, friends, not enough rope Rain, snow, wind in your face Sunshine, rainbows, dying with grace Talking, laughing, a smile or two The beach, boardwalk,what will they think of you Strawberries, peaches, a bottle of beer Holidays, birthdays, knowing your fear Comedy, romance, voids that you fill Beauty, passion, the love you will kill Cars, boats, all that you feel A touch, smells, smiles you will steal Music, memories, time alone Sports, concerts, words on your headstone Dancing, singing, a voice calls out your name Fevers, sore throats, the plan that you frame Diamonds, rubies, a friend from the past Long drives, flowers, your willpower won't last Children, pets, the family that you built Parks, sunsets, not feeling the guilt Living, dying you put up the fight Tomorrow, next week, or will it be tonight MAD 2007
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Julie and Ed a Love Story Part 14 Another beer? Yea, thanks, It's Ed right? Yea, So Ed how long have you know Julie? Lets see, about 5 hours, Why you know her too? Lets see, about 30 years, Wow, thats a lot of years, good friends? Used to be, but that was a long time ago, now we barley say hi. Old boyfriend? No, I was the driver of the car that hit her husbands car, Oh,,,,,,,,, don't know what to say, Nothing to say, it was an accident, and after awhile we just stopped talking, not that she blamed me, it was just too hard for her, she's a great girl Yea, I sort of noticed that, Listen, she rarley let's herself like someone, and I think she has let her walls down with you, you understand what I am saying? Well,, hum, what's your name? Bruce, Well Bruce, not that its any of your business, but I am not looking to hurt anyone, been there myself, just trying to get to know someone I find myself feeling good about,,, Don't take it the wrong way Ed, it's just that I have know her since grammer school, For someone who barley talks to her, you seem to be watching her pretty close, and me. Ok. Ed, just don't be an *******, Never, Bruce, I am just me, and Julie seems to like who I am, so thank's for the talk, keep the change, I think I will go join her,
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Men v Women
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What's in a Name?
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Many years ago, a good looking man walked into an agent's office in Hollywood and said 'I want to be a movie star.' Tall, handsome and with experience on Broadway, he had the right credentials. The agent asked, 'What's your name?' The guy said, 'My name is Penis Van Lesbian.' The agent said, 'Sir, I hate to tell you, but in order to get into Hollywood , you are going to have to change your name.' 'I will NOT change my name! The van Lesbian name is centuries old, I will not disrespect my grandfather by changing my name. Not ever.' The agent said, 'Sir, I have worked in Hollywood for years....you will NEVER go far in Hollywood with a name like Penis van Lesbian! I'm telling you, you will HAVE TO change your name or I will not be able to represent you.' 'So be it! I guess we will not do business together' the guy said and he left the agent's office. FIVE YEARS LATER... The agent opens an envelope sent to his office. Inside the envelope is a letter and a check for $50,000. The agent is awe-struck, who would possibly send him $ 50,000? He reads the letter enclosed... 'Dear Sir, Five years ago, I came into your office wanting to become an actor in Hollywood , you told me I needed to change my name. Determined to make it with my God-given birth name, I refused. You told me I would never make it in Hollywood with a name like Penis van Lesbian. After I left your office, I thought about what you said. I decided you were right. I had to change my name. I had too much pride to return to your office, so I signed with another agent. I would never have made it without changing my name, so the enclosed check is a token of my appreciation. Thank you for your advice. Sincerely, Di ck van Dyke   
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A White One
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A White One I heard it was gonna snow. The worst storm in all these years. I can see the quilted plats Softening their Smokey Ridge. Oh, high up from their vantage, as They look out past their view, Are memories they create Just between them, two. You can see how strong they labor. From sun up to the eve. In pictures shared, I think I saw, Their hay, rowed, piled and sheaves. A winter's nap, they'll welcome. For just a little while, Their loved ones on the way, As the snow layers in soft piles. I'm waitin for their call, Just to feel that all's ok. It's said there's gonna be a storm, That started yesterday. So, I will wrap another Memory for my tree. Their Christmas is a comin, With snow to dress their glee. Raine Les 12/19/2009  nice
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Perceiving Love
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cause and affect... we always remember a song, and associate it with something,,,,,some felling......love, lust, heat, affection...call it what u will....well something like that..
I can relate to this.   
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memories take you back
they sure do
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I was here then too 
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yes me and itsmetina
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Yeah, like How many extremities has MirrorMirror seen in the Mirror? ? ? * * *
You're not making fun of Mirror, are ya?  Cause if you are, that might make a little defensive. 
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finding love
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What's keeping you from finding love?
probably cuz im NOT looking!!!!
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ZPicante this is for you
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we seem to wear a mask for one reason or another but when it comes to a small wild creature that doesnt know when to stop the reflection of the masks shows the true idently of what the racoon is or trying to say. as you look deep inside the soul you see feelings and a lost soul that tends to hide a sheild of pain, and at times may feel like one wants to die, holding a secert that no one tends to know, and you keep going and going untill you have no strenght left. nice
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How many people were around, when Mingle2 changed it's name from Just Say Hi? mirrormirror
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Topic:
finding love
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nothing is
I agree
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Here is something you can compare this "from the stars" ~ Humans imitate everything they have learned from "superior beings". If anyone has a doubt that these people are not imitating some sort of a "arrival of Gods" then take a look at this, it is well documented: The last cargo cult 
To anthropologists, John Frum was an example of one of the strangest and most exotic phenomena to be observed in traditional cultures: the cargo cult. All across Melanesia, from New Guinea to the Solomon Islands to Tanna's archipelago, the New Hebrides, dozens of unconnected communities, thousands of miles apart and speaking unrelated languages, seemed spontaneously to generate the same set of bizarre beliefs. A new dispensation was on the way, when the white man would vanish from the islands, and his cargo - Western goods - would be diverted by magical means to the local people, who were its rightful owners. 'Cargo cults' got into full swing during the 1950s, though once the phenomenon had been classified by Westerners it seemed that the beginnings of the movement could be traced way back, as far as the 1890s. The classic account was by the Australian anthropologist Peter Lawrence who went out to the Madang district of New Guinea in 1949 to conduct field research into the traditional social relations of people who, despite colonial rule, were still living much as they had in the recent Stone Age. Lawrence gradually discovered that his presence in Madang had become woven into an extraordinary complex of beliefs. Persistent rumours abounded that a cargo ship was about to arrive in the harbour with huge consignments of goods for him, and the local people asked him to help them supervise the clearing of an airstrip. When he asked what the airstrip was for, he was told that cargo planes were about to arrive bringing tinned meat, rice, tools, tobacco and a machine for making electric light. And when he asked who was sending this cargo, they replied 'God in Heaven'. http://www.nthposition.com/thelastcargo.php These New Guineans had no contact with the Western Civilization before, other than seeing planes flying above, for which they thought were "gods". 
New Guineans built this, because every time this "machine" would come, "Gods" would arrive and bring goods and knowledge. They thought, if they build this, they will come back. This is their "sacred ritual" to call the "gods". They even cleared out a "landing strip" and built a plane out of straw and the ritual consist of rolling or carrying a plane across the landing strip, imitating the landing of a plane. 
Now ask, of whom the Kayapo Indians imitating? And if they are, do you think, it's some sort of evidence of and extraterrestrial contact many thousands of years ago?
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Do you
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Do YO ever feel you sell yourself short?  I get enraged and break stuff
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