And have you say it back.
Too much to ask?


Jealous AutumnThe sun smiles in, mocking the mumbling trees who shake off their tell-tale leaves: I am old, I am old.Jealous Autumn


Truth in ClicheNow, I don't mean to be a string of teen angst's greatest pearly clichés, but you've got me popping these painkillers like SkittlesTruth in Cliche
to get rid of this dull pain. And I've heard to taste the rainbow can cure a case of heartache, but I've tried that and
it just isn't for me. Now let that sink in. Like your fangs into my neck, this ain't Twilight, (and, that I'm not sure of cause I never bothered with the plotline) but you gave me these lovebites and sucked me dry. Bone dry, while you were getting high, I turned to the b


On Broken StemsThis too shall pass, they said in an effort to stop the leak, the steady stream flowing effortlessly from the corners of her oh-so familiar muddyOn Broken Stems
eyes that longed to be
reflected in his own, those which she told grew sunflowers. Blooms of her favorite variety growing in rings around his pupils, they took her in, &nbs
| That's me. I came here so I could comment on my buddy's page. And then I found out you could upload poetry. And decided to stick around. shanetrain14 (11:37:47 PM): how did the two of us get so awesome sarah soups w00p (11:38:16 PM): well, we were both awesome to begin with... then we met, and our awesomeness mated and multiplied exponentially. shanetrain14 (11:38:32 PM): when did that happen? shanetrain14 (11:38:45 PM): usually im aware when mating goes down |
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I'm sinking like a stone in the sea.
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I'm sinking like a stone in the sea.
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The greater danger for most of us lies not in setting our aim too high and falling short; but in setting our aim too low, and achieving our mark. Michelangelo
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