2009 the year of changesone year more cynical,
one year and i'm not married,
one year to make alot of friends,
one year to meet an amazing love,
one year to have a wonderful girlfriend,
one year till i move away,
one year to realize you have to live for today.
YESTERDAYYESTERDAYYESTERDAY
my oupa went home yesterday..... to walk along a distant shore, his pain and suffering he need no longer fear, he carried his burden bravely for so long. i remember when i was little girl i used to do shows for my family where i would sing and dance and my oupa and uncle who also wlaks upon that distant shore would play the guitar as i danced around in mommy's high heels. oupa would always smile and say i was gonna be a star and he'd kiss me on my cheek and it tickled coz he had stubble and it used to prickle my skin and i giggled. like the time he found me using his shaving brush to powder
please can we just pretendPLEASE CAN WE JUST PRETENDplease can we just pretend
pretty picture hangs on the golden wall, the sun sings lullabyes as it sets in the sky, sad-smiling faces shower their warmth on all, their sticky-sweet promises stick to my lips, so long ago they promised me i wouldn't fall, and still i try to swallow what each day brings,
i thought you were so sweet, fooled by your wrapping and ribbons,
that shone so bright framing your angelic face, your candy-shaped heart was such a delight, and your words that dripped like honey, from your innocent mouth, i promised i wouldn't give up w
SelfportraitSympathy HATEFuck the ways you make me feel, the jelousy, i hope you choke on your heart, the black ball which beats in your chest, i hope your soul gets infested with disease, your pretty face burned with hatred, your soft hands lobbed off with a dull axe, the same that dismembers your throat, fuck the way you make me feel, when you treat me like shit, fuck the way you make me laugh, and smile, and the way you lighten my soul with your words, fuck the love that surrounds my heart, and grows ever more, damn the rules and distances in our lives, fuck fuck fuck fSympathy HATE
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*bevelled-edge you love short stories? either writing or reading them, join the bevelled-edge short stories club, and meet other like minded persons like yourself
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All I know is that I don't know nothin'
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"Anything that, in happening, causes itself to happen, happens again."
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"Anything that, in happening, causes itself to happen, happens again."
hm
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anyway
nice gallery!
I am currently head publicist for a new community, Aotearoa.
This community celebrates our beautiful country, New Zealand. I'd be glad if you went along and checked it out. It would be great if you joined, but no pressure! Just have a look around - there isn't much to look at yet, but hopefully there will be soon.
Peace out, and thanks,
Tilly.
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Ribston Pippin'.
heh thanks for the comment on my poem,but I think your more likely to have wings then me.
I dont need them,vampires can fly without wings...
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We live our life in our own way,
Never really listened to what they say,
The kind of faith that doesn't fade away
We are the true believers
We are the true believers
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