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Moving OnSeems like only yesterday You crushed my hopes and dreams Making the tears fall down In steady, flowing streamsMoving On
For days I could do nothing I just sat in my room to cry That must be impossible now I think the well has run dry
Now slowly my heart in mending Fixing each cut and tear With a new sign reading, "Please Handle with Care"
The pictures, bear, even memories Have all been locked away Put up high upon a shelf And that is where they'll stay
Only looking up ahead No more looking behind Not sure what's next


AnticipationWaiting Anticipating Guessing When? Always wrong Hope lost Rekindled But extiguished again Every time Clinging to a wish Slowly being pulled away Striving Being let down Not for the first time Contiually searching For the moment Constant dissappointmentAnticipation


Mirror, MirrorMirror, Mirror on the wall Who's the fairest of them all?Mirror, Mirror
Not you, just look at that face, If I were you, I'd hide from disgrace.
Mirror, Mirror, on the wall Who's the smartest of them all?
Not you, you're such a dunce, Why not think for yourself for once.
Mirror, Mirror, on the wall Who's the stongest of them all?
Not you, you're all skin and bones, There's no way anyone would leave you alone.
Mirror, Mirror, on the wall Who's the most pathetic of them all?
Why you are my dear, it's plain to see, You have


Summer FlingSummer fling...for our enjoyment Which we can leave without strings By the time we return to fall reality After three months of drunken nightsSummer Fling
and hungover days waking up next to you Never knowing what summer sun will... bring...aside from heat and tans
Summer fling...just like last year and the year before, when I met and kissed For fun. and gathered on my merry way But have you ever though that maybe Just maybe...strings could grow
and your summer fling could turn on you Causing pain and attachment?
Summer fling...yet fling no more
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it's cute!!!
i'll see you around!
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Think about it.
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All bow down to the ALL MIGHTY EASTER BUNNY...ME
pround member of The-Red-Envelope
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Lullaby-Poetry
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...A star up in the sky, a poem to the dead. Let this mistake bring a vidid crystal to her eye. So drain out my lungs, before the fluid brings a choke. I cannot inhale the sparkle of your voice...
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~BreakMe-Stock
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i really appreciate it alot !
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| graeme unger | october 2005
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-Albert, Good luck exploring the infinite abyss.
-Hey, You too.
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