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 Lazy but energetic Happy but sad Loving and hating Funny but boring these are the qualities that make a somebody these are the qualities tha... [read more] |
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The noose it seems to tighten None but me it seems to frighten Is this the way my story is to be told My life cut short, taken before old No... [read more] |
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I see now, through my hazed eyes, What these people mean through thier lies They lie to help my disguarded life All the time I thought it tr... [read more] |
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I turn on the radio today 2 planes hit the WTC (world trade center) It makes me sick to think of even more to see. Another hit up the Pentag... [read more] |
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‘twas the day when freedom spoke once more in the hearts of every one it prodded them to move to the streets of EDSA they converge togethe... [read more] |
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Long I stand Now I weary of midnight dreams and all their query. It is as though my desires, unfulfil... [read more] |
 by Jeph Johnson It's so nice to wake up with a smile upon my face Ear to ear with no fear that someday it will erase She told... [read more] |
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How can you say the things you do to me? When you don't know the world I've come to see? When you've alwasy had the perfect famil... [read more] |
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As the children make paper-worms on a green iron bench in a corner of the garden, close by the pool, they learn to talk to each other, to be... [read more] |
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I wake up early to dream of you with eyes open, to fill up my senses with the scent of your hair & the touch of your body sleeping nex... [read more] |
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You put on your new love like some new luxurious robe finely-spun in Orient--soft satin textures stroke your skin in huge caress, whisperin... [read more] |
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Someday somehow all our secret moments will just fade--traceless, indescribable, like soft breathing in a summer breeze, Someday somewhere... [read more] |
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The Words Falling Flat The Voice Silenced, Unknown, Dead My Talent And Life [read more] |
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she follows the moment, this heart far from true, she tries to fake it, but it never goes through. they call her a dreamer, well they would... [read more] |
 To sit within a group of which you do not belong To be within a crowd of which you do not want To not understand what you see and to not un... [read more] |