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| Demonlady33 |
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 Posted: Mon Feb 25, 2008 1:49 pm
It's time to start a new week.
So post your best work.
Also go back to week 7 and vote for a winner!
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Posted: Tue Feb 26, 2008 7:03 pm
DREAMS..<33
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where would we be without them ?
with them we are somewhere we could be anywhere?
they could be bad ones or good ones!
they could be big or small!
They could be really scary!
Or they can be small and sweet and long for you to keep!
Do you like dreams??
because if you do they can fill your heart with happyness!<33
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Posted: Tue Feb 26, 2008 7:10 pm
ONLY IF....
only if we could fly!
what would happen then ?
would we pay a visit to our past relitives?
or ignore the truth?
only if we could speak out!
what would we all say?
would we have the courage?
or would we stay quiet?
only if we would all be friends!
would their be no wars?
would their be no fighting?
would their be no crying?
or would would we not take the chanch?
What If we tell ourselves everyday what if we could do that ?
what if we could do this ?
When all you have to do is try !!!
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Posted: Wed Feb 27, 2008 11:58 am
Eye's
The first time I looked in your eyes
i could not turn away
I was Captivated
By all they had to say
Your eyes told me
What all you had been through
They reached insides me an touched my heart
Why did you play me for a fool?
One day the sparkle left
the stories were all gone
They fell upon someone else
And now you are gone
Sometimes I still see your eyes
While I'm laying in my bed
They come to talk to me
So I won't end up dead
They tell me how you are
and that soon I'll be all right
not to keep on crying
I need to stand up an fight
So i took their advice
And now I'm doing fine
They no longer come to visit me
they know I'll be all right.
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Posted: Wed Mar 12, 2008 7:53 am
love poem!!! yay!!
what is this i feel?
My heart beats but not in pain.
Not in sorrow, or misery, or tears
but one that fills my chest.
I seem giddy all the time
I laugh like a crazy fool
Why do i feel this way
when one of my friends have just died?
I'm not supposed to be laughing
I'm not supposed to feel glee
Yet here I am
making myself a fool
In front of the boy i love.
Love?
Is that what this is?
Love a power of old?
I wish it wasn't happening
of all times now
In a deep depression of sorrow
I found a sun to light my days
yet now my heart beats
mixed with thuds of pain
is it right?
is it wrong?
for me to feel this way?
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