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A fresh start...

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posted on Aug, 15 2010 @ 01:14 PM
You are hollow, only Your shell is visable,
You love to wallow, when your miserable,
You spend weeks at a time portraying normal,

Then your supply of drama begins to dwindle,
So you create problems or empty closets,
So you can get your drama deposits,

posted on Aug, 15 2010 @ 02:25 PM
reply to post by whaaa

no, whaaa - you definitely are not


love that

a reply later...

posted on Aug, 16 2010 @ 09:18 AM
reply to post by whaaa

if all the girls in heaven were laid end to end...

well, we’ll never mind that one then


for all melancholy troubadours
found longing the song escaped

we scent amends

night’s flower will always smell like morning
no gift the sisters can give or take


the pollen of dreams
on the feet of sleepless bees

besides – the sisters have their own ‘splainin’ to do


[edit on 8/16/2010 by Spiramirabilis]

posted on Aug, 16 2010 @ 03:07 PM
You had the poisen i drank the last drop,
and inside i feel my body rot,
when i see through and connect your dots,
its like i was bit up by a hundred rott's,
and shocked with a thousand watts,
weighted down with locks,
and dropped off the docks,
you dont break stones you break rocks,
you keep my skeletons in a box,
and bringem out when your stock drops,

[edit on 16-8-2010 by Mike Stivic]

posted on Aug, 29 2010 @ 10:01 PM
follow my thinking
down a water’s way
green sinks into the sift
wet falls, birds lift

staffs rise noted dark
questions in the chord
so below will as above
water lily, mourning dove

posted on Sep, 7 2010 @ 04:13 PM
The sea
The sand
A man...on dry land

Thankful for life
This three legged man

Within himself
The freedom dance

posted on Sep, 15 2010 @ 06:34 PM
Nothing lasts forever
No one is known forever
Once we're gone
Others carry on

Three generations
And you're a hallucination
What is 80 years
When you're not really here ?

posted on Sep, 18 2010 @ 06:17 PM
You are strong
You have been host to this for a long time
The hostess with the mostest

You are well grounded
The wind is beneath your wings
Your soul is warm like fire in winter

You attack life
You share your sensations
Add to the lives of others unselfishly

You could feel sorry
Instead you share the glory
The glory that is life, love and laughter

You are strong
You are a love song
Sing for all of our lives…

edit on 18-9-2010 by The Motorcycle Boy because: (no reason given)

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