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Workman's VisionWhen a child, I have played games with a blindfold obscuring my vision. Now, I am like that child. Blindfolded, groping my way, not knowing where I am going, or if I am in the proper direction. Someday, someone will remove that blindfold. -Dr. Joseph Workman &nbsWorkman's Vision
by ~miss-moo2010
Mother's Child: Chapter 5 DreamMother's Child: Chapter 5
Pain. It hurts. Obviously. You never know just how much you need something, though, until you can't have it anymore. If nothing else, my dealings with Leah have taught me that much. I've been told to keep things vague; it's easiest not to think about what happened; just swallow it
by ~miss-moo2010
Mother's Child: Chapter 4 WalkMother's Child: Chapter 4
Sometimes the only thing you can do is cry. It helps. A lot. There are things that are too deep to try to explain; too difficult to explain to someone. The best thing you can have is a friend who’s willing to be your shoulder to cry on without any explanation.
The
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LoveLove is nothing, Without a kiss. Love is everything, When you feel like this. Love is precious, When they mean everything to you. Love is painful, When they're not with you. Love is priceless, The true kind can't be bought. Love is life... When it's all you've got.Love
11/24/2003
bleh...tell me how you like it...o.o;
by ~lillaurenb4u2c
I Love The Way You Love MeI love the way I can talk to you And say what's on my mind I never have to look away Or keep a thing insideI Love The Way You Love Me
Tears fill my eyes when you're not around
Or when you just don't care But I know in my heart you will do what's right For me, you will always dare
Material things will never matter As long as I have you You make every day that passes So much easier to get through
My worries disappear when you're around No thoughts of pain or doubt I feel your love when you hold me close And kiss me if I pout
I don't care what they
by ~evilneedscandy
A Not-Love Poem[What the stars tossed, salt-casual, onto the not-black of the not-night suggest could be love, but I can't read them.]A Not-Love Poem
This is not a love poem, not-love, a not-love poem.
Falling waist deep into February stomping the signatures of lost years in footprints on the pristine present- this, not-night has become electric with memories smashing through the thin ice of teenage alchemy, charged, with the possibility of heartache,
by ~justaphase
Angel of Iceby *Irulana
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- Current Residence: in a house. on a street. in a town. in a state. in the USA
- Interests: writing, reading, MARCHING BAND
- Favourite movie: hmm...well...undecided right now..Monty Python is still great though
- Favourite band or musician: The Beatles...they're awesome...hmm...
- Favourite genre of music: classical currently, though i'll listen to just about anything.
- Favourite poet or writer: Edgar Allen Poe
- Favourite style of art: hmm...list please?
- MP3 player of choice: mine
- Shell of choice: the one i hide in
- Wallpaper of choice: paint
- Skin of choice: well, i've never worn any other than the one i'm wearing now...
- Favourite game: the one i play with their heads
- Personal Quote: the one i want to use won't fit in the little presized box. :(
- Tools of the Trade: anything i can write with and anything i can write on. :D
- Email: dAmiss-moo2010@hotmail.com
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