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 Posted: Tue Sep 01, 2009 7:11 pm
A fork in the road, among many.
Discord on my shoulder,
Painful truth echos in my ear.
Fear grips my ankles,
While worry drags behind.
A fork in the road, among many.
Trade a future harsh but wise,
for a life trapped in the mire?
Do I sharpen my sword and fight?
Or dull my wit and hide?
A fork in the road, among many.
One safe but stagnant.
The other filled with strife.
Decay or make War?
The choice is only mine.
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Posted: Thu Sep 03, 2009 10:52 pm
No man is an island.
Good thing I'm a woman.
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Violet Song jat Shariff Crew
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Posted: Fri Sep 04, 2009 5:46 pm
I know how to sing.
So why don't you?
That, I don't know.
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Posted: Sat Sep 05, 2009 5:18 am
Well now you b*****d,
It will not be that easy,
Try harder next time.
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Posted: Sat Sep 05, 2009 5:06 pm
Why are worn soldiers so attractive?
Also, it's good to know that when God is calling me, I'm getting better at picking up the phone.
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Posted: Sat Sep 05, 2009 5:17 pm
My voices and analogies
Ambitions like ribbons
Worn bright on my sleeve
Strange how we know each other
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Posted: Sat Sep 05, 2009 6:04 pm
I know you want my attention, You have it.
But could you speak up? I'm only seeing your lips move.
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Posted: Sat Sep 05, 2009 8:36 pm
There are not enough tears to express my sorry at the World. At the loss of innocence on both sides.
My brothers and sisters are in pain, and I have no way to comfort them.
God have mercy on us all.
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Posted: Sat Sep 05, 2009 10:56 pm
...but what if I'm not amused?
What if all I feel is a sort of despair?
What if there is no glass to break or handle to pull?
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Posted: Sat Sep 05, 2009 11:32 pm
I am a canary in a beautifully gilded cage.
It is a large and lovely cage and it is my world.
I now see that the cage is not the world and see my home as what it is.
Now the cage is not my world anymore.
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Posted: Sun Sep 06, 2009 6:49 am
Gho the Girl Why are worn soldiers so attractive? If you find an answer to that question, please tell me.
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Posted: Sun Sep 06, 2009 12:22 pm
CuAnnan Gho the Girl Why are worn soldiers so attractive? If you find an answer to that question, please tell me. Ask Ms. Nightingale.
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Posted: Sun Sep 06, 2009 7:04 pm
Seeing in my soul
Promises made, changes wrought
My heart is in awe
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Posted: Sun Sep 06, 2009 7:13 pm
Because a vision softly creeping,
Left its seeds while I was sleeping,
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of silence.
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Posted: Sun Sep 06, 2009 11:12 pm
You are my sweetest downfall
I loved you first , I loved you first
Beneath the stars came falling on our heads
But there just soft light, there just soft light
Your hair was long when we first met
Samson came to my bed
Told me that my hair was red
He told me i was beautiful and came into my bed
Oh I cut his hair myself one night
A pair of dull scissors and the yellow light
And he told me that I'd done alright
and kissed me till the morning light, the morning light
and he kissed me till the morning light
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