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I'll email Ontario in the mornin
And I'll email Dane too!! |
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Paramore -Crushcrushcrush
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Paramore- Misery Business
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Topic:
What
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Most treasured possesions....Barb,Diane,Cass,Vasl,Bren,Alyssa,Rob,Lea,Denise,Lisa, Tyrone,Roger,Kiesha,Melissa,Jul,Roy,Rena,Bryan..though they are indeed people , I cannot possess them but they are indeed deeply imbedded in my soul and heart
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Topic:
whats everybody reading?
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Bird's Eye View by JF Freedman
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Testy, you?? never Sissy
Ahh so good of you to give him the grand tour...I miss the old times..but new times soon to come eh |
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The Who - Love Reigns O'er Me
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Ben's Brother - Stuttering
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Lots of love right back atcha Mom |
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Thank you OC, you're a kind man
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Scotty
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Catch is a gentle soul, my sissy...
Our beginnings were long but so worth the time spent. |
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Am I creepy enough to be here?
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A Blessed Natal Day My Dear One!!
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may these words, through time and space find for who mthey are intended...my heart knows the way
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Forgive my anger in this place of peace and love, mi familia, you know I tend to be protetctive of those I love, sometimes it gets the best of me.
Welcome WolfSoul |
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Topic:
Spasm
Edited by
Gaia_Moonchilde
on
Fri 05/09/08 11:29 PM
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Futile attempts
Awkward moments Stuttering when he comes around Nerves stretched to the point of snapping Shrugging it off, nothin but a smile on my face Inside..inside a whole other matter Feeling as if I could literally shatter One step forward, twelve steps back Just can't manage to stay on track Falling back on what I do best Creating and cleaning up the mess Resigning myself to the fact What will be will be It's always just beyond my reach |
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Topic:
Ornate Horse
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Head bowed
Mane rippling softly in the wind Muscles flexing and fluidly flowing Wild and free Running across the plains Neighing echoes through the winds Clouds of dust mark the trail Of the hooves pounding the packed earth Wild and free |
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Topic:
Sun Worship
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Curled almost in fetal pose
Bowed down paying homage To she who warms me To she who sheds light upon my darkened soul To she who nourishes my body Oh my sun, my beautiful sun How you shine upon one so unworthy Until I can dance freely in your light once again Only when I am in your light am I worthy |
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His fingers on the fret
Softly he plucks the strings Whilst he sings Playing until his fingers bleed His guitar gently weeps Droplets of his blood fusing with tears And she too weeps, his song filling the air Erasing all of her worries and cares She reaches up, tenderly brushing back his hair And she sings now, softly, sweetly As she continues to weep |
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