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Tuesday, April 5, 2005 Blargh. One word to describe the way I'm feeling. Blargh. But, I have been thinking of lyrics all day and singing them between classes. It works until someone actually hears me and blushes because they think I'm serenading them. Or tries to sock me in the face. Blargh. Echoes of Memories that never existed. Memories of a time I was with you. I feel as though I've been black-listed. Ostracized from all I knew... This void inside, this loving pain, a plummet in my heart, Hell, I'd wish it would rain. cause then I could hear the raindrops, and imagine, imagine your voice speaking over them, like a whisper in the wind. Don't ever try to hide, the hunger deep inside, Don't ever let it go, It'll help you more than you know, I still love you, even though it never was true, You still have my heart, even after you tore it apart. Echoes of Memories that never existed. Memories of a time I was with you. I feel as though I've been black-listed. Ostracized from all I knew...

Posted by: Spence Wind Wed Apr 06, 2005 @ 06:19am

Lol. When I am bored, I shall return. Because all you noobs are a plague. And someone must exterminate them.

Comment on my sig and you DIE.

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Commented on: Thu Apr 07, 2005 @ 02:19am

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Commented on: Fri Apr 08, 2005 @ 01:44am


	Angrier If you feel the pain, deep in your soul, don't ever let it go, use it, with all your might, else the pain might take flight. Rage, all I feel is rage, sweet burning rage. eating me away. Why? Why did it end this way? A smile, a kiss, and then? You expect me to let it go back again? Love, of all the damn things... Love, it "gave me wings," But, now I'm grounded, and hell, I'd rather die than fly again...

Commented on: Fri Apr 08, 2005 @ 03:10am


	wow...., that is some amazing poetry. i wish the stuff that came out of me was half as beautifull as that. most of mine is dark & ugly... speacking of pain & sarrow. I have always wished to be able to write poetry of love or just of some form of happiness. it's amazing. you could do wonderfull things with this gift. for better or for wers I think poetry is a reflection of emotions put into words. sweatdrop wish mine had rethom too. I feel werid asking this but could you look at a few of mine & give me pointers?

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