

lifemy life is spinning quicker than I can stand, I feel alone one second and covered the next, Flatened against the wall every now and then, Dead till the morning comes to grant me life, Forgotten before I spring to the light of day, And loved as never before in the crisp air.life


Walk the lightWhen you walk into the light, the only darkness is what dwells in your heart, and the thoughts that cloud your mindWalk the light


brokenI lay broken and used upon the harsh cold ground left to rot, Old dreams and peices of hope scattered like dust to the wind, Ideas once full of life are dead and shattered because of love, Thoughts pretty and strong bow to distrust and anger without reason, Ideals lie covered in dust without anyone to care for them, And my heart is as broken and shattered as I as it lays becide me, Frozen and dead amind the rocks and shadows of my once proud mind.broken


Brighter tomarrows after todayIn the early dawn a new light starts to shine, The stars twinkle in a cool evening breeze, Life starts to stir in the towns and cities, Slowly people emerge from their homes, Looking forward to new hopes and a new day.Brighter tomarrows after today
As the sun rises in the morning sky, People take note of gifts and wants, Work begins and friends are made anew, Something is gained where none was before, As the peoples lives become more and more filled.
The sun reaches its peak and the light hits near and far, Shining its wonderful rays across the world, Giving light and warmth and life as


IndifferenceAnd what should be said of the heart? When the weighted wheels of poets address, Grind to rust I would still express, Some sadness on my part; A nothingness that bleaching now, Has brought the blooms that once sprung forth, To bend their stems before blank wrath And find their colours cowed. Love and hate need not be foes, The two may rage together, Indifference is... what fells the rows, Of those who said forever.Indifference


Never too good.Your simplicity with all your other finest features invites me, Everyday is like the first Cant get enough of what we share And only a person without a soul would fail to realizeNever too good.
That what we have here is a paragon, an enigma. Phenomenon. If not that, then nothing else. You keep me learning, and eager for another day.


I Listen To The BreezeAs it drifts around and past me, I listen to the breeze - Let it fill my lungs with breath, and set my heart at ease.I Listen To The Breeze
For the first time in a long time, the darkness calls to me, leads me to my locked escape, allowing me but to be - Right in the centre of what it is, the shadows let me see.
My grip tightens on my cage, as my mind begins to perceive - That which has slowly faded with age, which we can no longer regard, or simply even believe.
Once more I gaze beyond my bars, to stare at the dark skies with envy. Hoping to
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...waiting in the shadows...
{lead me not to temptation. I can find it myself
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How can you explain what is not able to be seen, heard or thought about?
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Furry + Christian = Me YAY (=3)
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How can you explain what is not able to be seen, heard or thought about?
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vivi con passione~ridi di cuore~ama profondamente
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If you could change one thing about Melissa what would it be?
steph: why mess with awesomeness?
melissa: how about making me skinny? but yea i know i'm awesome
steph: lol nope, cuz then u wouldnt be the same. and i like u how you are <3
<3 u
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How can you explain what is not able to be seen, heard or thought about?
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If you could change one thing about Melissa what would it be?
steph: why mess with awesomeness?
melissa: how about making me skinny? but yea i know i'm awesome
steph: lol nope, cuz then u wouldnt be the same. and i like u how you are <3
<3 u
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How can you explain what is not able to be seen, heard or thought about?
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Wish, Want, Hope, Dream.
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