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About Me Member Emotional Poet girlwithdragoneyesNew Zealand

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One Love

I see my eyes in your eyes When I look at my reflection I feel your lips on my lips When I kiss your smile I hear your voice in my voice When we say I love you I touch my hands with your hands As you pull me closer I see my body through your eyes I feel your skin become mine I hear my voice through your ears As I whisper a song you know And we move and we dance On top of the covers There is nothing to hide It’s only each other And this love is so strong It breaks through the skin And sews two hearts together.
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His FingerprintsLike my heart was clay he molds it in his strong hands He turns a red mess into something beautiful His curvy wave of fingerprints stick to my heart Imprinted where he touches me with his perfect finger tips Hand in hand finger to finger My identity slips into his As his fingerprints become mine I lose myself in him In this passion I feel
That makes happiness fall from my eyes like teardrops Where he has touched me Will never be untouched He picked me up and saved me I’m covered in his kisses I love him so much That if my body was found cold and be His Fingerprints
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Angels Disguised as WaitressesIt was just a letter Scribbled down on the corners of a coffee stained napkin You were both awake with the rising sun How were you to know, the life before you Would end Before the lunch rush You probably didn’t notice
His hospital night gown But all that he noticed is that you never did frown And of all of the people he knew and he loved He wrote a letter to you on his last day He thought the ribbon in your hair looked like a butterfly That maybe you were an angel Sent down from the sky To bring him his last daily bread
Just a girl at a din Angels Disguised as Waitresses
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This MorningI see him walking towards me and he looks oddly terrified I resist the urge to look over my shoulder- I’m expecting to see a gruesome monster lurking behind me But I know there is nothing there All he is looking at is me And yet that is not what he sees He sees my weakness- He sees himself- in my big eyes Soon he is walking beside me his arm tight around my shoulders, my back,
Pulling me towards him I stop my pointless rambling To hear his eyes lift And his voice is quiet and strong As if he says it to loud I will turn away from him As if he says it to slow it This Morning
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Freedom at 65The windows are rolled down I have never felt so free One hand is warm on his neck One is out the window flying on the wind Stung by the Falling night The radio is blasting The noise fills his little car Stars hit my outstretched hand like cutting bugs But this is what it is like to be liberated To yell over the music, “I don’t ever want to go home!” And to have him speed by your house down the dark long highway Under the nonexistence moon as the clock ticks closer to midnight And know that nothing can hurt you Because you’re surrounded by Freedom at 65
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HomeOld portraits of times forgotten
line the hallways facing off to one another Stale air and mold hit the nostrils like abrick The scent of urine is off in the distance, but not found. Linoleum peeling off and couches are cluttered with clothes Empty bottles of rum and pepsi litter the path up the stairs Each room filled with ghosts of memories past A wonder and mystery that fills the house It is a realm of the dying; the diseased Slowly decaying into despair and shadows. Like the once crimson lips turn pale did the house's spirit falter in its dying days Home i Home
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Swept - Leaves - Rooms
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Unforgiven II
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Someday
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302 Inspire - August - Aug 11, 2007

hi mom

Sun Nov 18, 2007, 3:39 PM

im eating hot peanuts in the laundry room.
just thought i'd say hi.
p.s.
tell dad the kitty litter smell doesn't bug me at all

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Listening to: love you by the free design
Reading: this
Watching: nothing
Playing: the same song over and over
Eating: *stomach growl.*
Drinking: air

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Current Residence: neverland
Interests: reading, writing, drawing, photography, dreaming, wondering what lies around the corner
Favourite movie: ever after, breakfast club, bridgett jones dairy fav book; princess bride
Favourite band or musician: lost prophets, mcr, afi, blink 182, good charlotte etc...
Favourite genre of music: rock! j-rock, emo, metal, really loud no slow songs
Favourite artist: god, where would we be with out him. leanardo divinchi, mystery entices me
Favourite poet or writer: J.M. Barrie and those who write on walls and napkins to get their voices heard
Favourite photographer: ones who show truth and spantonios creativity
Favourite style of art: paint and charcoal, camera
Operating System: as long as i have dr.pepper everything functions
MP3 player of choice: i pod
Shell of choice: my star wars blanket to hide under when the world gets to loud
Wallpaper of choice: the smooth kind so i can paint all over it
Skin of choice: mine own
Favourite game: arguing
Favourite gaming platform: a roof
Favourite cartoon character: garfeild
Personal Quote: "if you cannot laugh at he reflection in the mirror what wil you do when the mirror falls down?
Tools of the Trade: my laptop, drwaing pad and eny shred of paper thats nearest when i get inspired

Email: girlwdragoneyes@aol.com

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~EternityTooShort Oct 26, 2008, 10:34:34 PM

i miss you sam

--
We are always running for the thrill of it
Always pushing up the hill
Searching for the thrill of it

--"Walking on a Dream", Empire of the Sun