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35 minutes + 25.6 miles = I miss you0
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and thats just the story of my life. :rolleyes:hear my name
take a good look
this could be the day
hold my hand
lie beside me
i just need to say0 -
come 'ere...sit by the fire with me*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
angels share laughter
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i guess you can't handle my shit toowah0
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and over there
sits a 1/2 pot of coffee
wishing it could be
poured into your
big red cup0 -
well... sometimes... sometimes i think i am what you would call dog loyal.sometimes life don't leave you alone0
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she bows, spins on her heel and makes a dignified exit.hear my name
take a good look
this could be the day
hold my hand
lie beside me
i just need to say0 -
Would vanity exist without mirrors?You've changed your place in this world!0
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I think building a collection is a fun activity. Maintaining and storing it can be a burden!!&&&&&&&&&&&&&&0
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justam wrote:I think building a collection is a fun activity. Maintaining and storing it can be a burden!!
quite true.
some folks are challenged pretty good when it comes to this topic.
like me and rocks or cd's.
rock cd's:D
oh my god.
how about my disaster of poetry.
holy smokes, justam.
it grows like a storm.
i have no idea where to begin.
what a catastrophe.for poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce0 -
chadwick wrote:quite true.
some folks are challenged pretty good when it comes to this topic.
like me and rocks or cd's.
rock cd's:D
oh my god.
how about my disaster of poetry.
holy smokes, justam.
it grows like a storm.
i have no idea where to begin.
what a catastrophe.
My sister's husband collects documents, booklets, and books to do with his job. Their garage has had to be made into a library and they still have every wall lined with his collection around the house. It's eccentric, but he feels he needs the paper copies. My sister loves him so much she accepts it, but it's difficult for her to live there and not feel crowded out.&&&&&&&&&&&&&&0 -
is that right ?
no hours for me next week ?
zero - none ?
we'll see about that !0 -
justam wrote:My sister's husband collects documents, booklets, and books to do with his job. Their garage has had to be made into a library and they still have every wall lined with his collection around the house. It's eccentric, but he feels he needs the paper copies. My sister loves him so much she accepts it, but it's difficult for her to live there and not feel crowded out.
that is out of controlfor poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce0 -
I should sleep....I'm seeing things that aren't there."I'm not present, I'm a drug that makes you dream"0
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It seems like I am falling apart.
I wanna run, hide, and scream.
But I cannot move and my voice goes unheard.
Consuming my life till’ I run all of me out of mine, out of me
Maybe I just wanna be tiny again.for poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce0 -
Today is slipping by me
Tomorrow will soon be here
I don't know why I feel this way
I think I wish it was next week
I hate wishing days away0 -
... sleep is for those who cannot DREAM during the day."I'm not present, I'm a drug that makes you dream"0
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last night i asked the sky
i asked the sky to shine on you
i said please no cold raining sky
her bones, she wants them warmed
i want them warm
so today,
maybe just maybe
the sun is for you
it is just for you
maybe today,
the sun is just for you
just for you
today the sun is for you
just for you
the sun is for youfor poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce0 -
Hear the voices and what they bring
What they bring gives me pain, gives me suffering pain
And talk is as loud as silence, loudly whispered false throat
Hand of the bible hand on the bible
Pray to him the powerful electric t.v. minister?
go fuck yourselffor poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce0
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