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Through Colorful WildsCan I chase her Through crowds of folks With stupid jokes And hidden pokes With secret smiles For miles and miles Through the wilds Of colorful thingsThrough Colorful Wilds
Can I stare back Into those eyes To my surprise To mine they rise Inspire my grin From deep within I’ve never been This way before
Can I move closer Sitting nearer Just to hear her See her clearer Through dark water Getting hotter My hand sought her And she found me
Can I kiss her Despite him On a whim The ice
by ~GrowingATextureQuilt
What Happened?I don’t think anymore Not deeply anyway Not strong enough to think At least not todayWhat Happened?
It happens What happened? Don’t know Can’t care Where is it? What was it? Can’t find it anywhere
We don’t talk anymore Not truly anyway Not strong enough to talk At least not today
It happens This happened I know Can’t care It’s gone now It was over Can’t find it anywhere
You don’t know anymore Not me anyway Not strong enough to know At le
by ~GrowingATextureQuilt
What I NeedMy brain in my head A smile on my face That love in my heart A secret quiet place And to dance any way,What I Need
Any time I can
Some paper to write on A pen with to write Ears that will listen Arms to hold me tight And to always find a
Reason to giggle
To believe in myself Not hold back my tears Never grow up No matter my years And to never change for
Anyone but me
by ~GrowingATextureQuilt
I Need YouRESCUE ME! Pick me up and take me away Or here will I lay Day after day With nothing to say I’m not okI Need You
RELIEVE ME! Get me out of my own mind For it is not kind It’s me you’ll find I need to unwind I’m in a bind
RETRIEVE ME! From the puzzle that is my head Get me out of bed Tangled sheets of red I need to be led By words said
REVIVE ME! Return my state to that of new Something I can’t do ‘Till this patch is through And I’m better too I need you
by ~GrowingATextureQuilt
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can you seethey call her “Ms.Cannusee” A self proclaimed helpless romantic, she’s so cliché it hurts with dyed hair tattoos, piercing and sharpie stenciled arms strumming her fingertips on her guuuiiitarrr She’s a menace from a farcan you see
hopeful and dreamy
yah she’s everything you’d want a girl to be but you divert your eyes as she smiles and passes by
You’ll never know who she is. Her real name, what she thinks. Or the fact that she really is a romantic. Her words are her blood She’ll never fa
by ~beautifullycrying
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- Current Residence: Alpharetta, Georgia
- Interests: Writing, meeting people, living life
- Favourite movie: The Notebook
- Favourite band or musician: Melissa Etheridge
- Favourite genre of music: Pssh. I like music.
- Favourite poet or writer: I can't pick don't make me try.
- Favourite photographer: I love my friend Lindz's work.
- MP3 player of choice: iPod
- Favourite game: The question game.
- Favourite cartoon character: Southpark characters. :D Stewie is the bomb too.
- Tools of the Trade: Pen, paper, computer
- Website: http://www.myspace.com/quiltedlifestyle
- Email: PeaceLoveTaco88@aol.com
- AIM: PeaceLoveTaco88
- Yahoo: LAFterPLT89
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Will You.
Here I Am Again.
Through Colorful Wilds.
Once I get them all recorded, I'll definitely let you knowww.
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Why did the chicken cross the road?
Sigmund Freud: The fact that you are at all concerned that the chicken crossed the road reveals your underlying sexual insecurity.
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