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Who is he?who is he? i've seen him there standing next to you and who is he? compared to me?Who is he?
he stands so tall, so tall that he is twice the man i am? even so, you know that that is true but physically
his mind sees but cars and breasts mine's the one that sees the rest sharper that knifves and faster too thats what you left foir a stick shift thats rusted through
he has muscles, true but none know quite like you how mine will toss a man three times his size through a wall without pause &nb
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i'd love toi'd love to say good bye with words so beautiful that tears may come to your eyesi'd love to
i'd love to give you a rose as a last parting gift with thornless stem so that it is perfect
as are you, the rose that grew in my heart.
i'd love to give you the world in all it's splendor to give you everything and show you how it still doesn't compare to you
i'd love to make your dreams ome true just to see you smile once more to make your dreams come true and let you know that all of mine rest with you.
i'd love to say
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red eye- page 8As Vires sat in class, he felt oddly aware of the world around him. He could hear the sound of every student writing at once. The sound hit his ears like rifle fire; every letter making him flinch. After only a few minutes, Vires could no longer handle the destructive sound. He gathered up his things, and motioned to his teacher as he left. He walked out the door and squinted in the hall’s lights as he shut it behind him.red eye- page 8
Vires stormed through the halls without purpose. He didn’t know where he was going just that he didn’t want to be in the same room as the maddening sound that echoed in his mind. Person afte
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ten comments of the month10.) when in doubt flip a coin. if things go badly, blame the coin. it isn't that strange, it's what you do to people when THEY give you advice.ten comments of the month
9.) many people ask god why he hasn't created world piece yet. i say, he'd have done it by now if he didn't have 4 billion people calling him every night to thank him for dinner.
8.) give a man a fish, and he'll eat for a day, teach a man to fish, and he'll catch all the fish in the first week, and you'll both starve to death by the end of the month
7.) everyone on this planet is shallow in some way. those of us with the most depth can admit that they arn't very
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you knows it's me, Robyn, right?
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as long as you're surviving it that's awesome ^^
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Lucky to have been where I have been
Lucky to be coming home again"
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poetry isn't about metaphors, structure, similies, and all those things. it's about finding away to empty that bottle of emotions every person has stored inside them. no matter how you do that, it'll still be a poem of unmentionable greatness.
still at the bakery?
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"I'm lucky I'm in love with my best friend
Lucky to have been where I have been
Lucky to be coming home again"
-Jason Mraz & Colbie Caillat
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poetry isn't about metaphors, structure, similies, and all those things. it's about finding away to empty that bottle of emotions every person has stored inside them. no matter how you do that, it'll still be a poem of unmentionable greatness.
our route was so crazy this morning.. the papers are supposed to be dropped at our house around 1am on Fridays for the Saturday edition.. and the driver didn't get into town until after 3am! we were out delivering until 6 this morning.. >>
oh well.. at least we were together ^^
have a good weekend..
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"I'm lucky I'm in love with my best friend
Lucky to have been where I have been
Lucky to be coming home again"
-Jason Mraz & Colbie Caillat
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