Tag: thoughts
member name: Heatherrrr Eloise
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June 07, 2007 03:32 AM EDT --
For the past year, I have had the same couple of dreams. I dream about my boss telling me that my "speed with service" is terrible. Or I have that dream about my history teacher from ninth grade . . .
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April 17, 2007 05:13 AM EDT --
something just swells up inside of me.
all i taste, hear, and see is rage.
i start to feel my head throb.
nothing is in it's place.
the room is shaking, melting in front of me.
this happens so often . . .
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June 01, 2007 09:07 AM EDT --
true story of my own "boy meets girl"
Boy meets Girl.
Girl dislikes Boy tremendously.
Boy tries desperately to impress Girl.
Girl slowly is intrigued by Boy.
Boy treats Girl like a . . .
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March 13, 2007 04:18 AM EDT --
The smoke twirls from the mouth piece
Laughter replaces the frown
Your eyes become wide
I watch you try to kill your demons
The smoke fills the air
Toxic wasted floating around my face
Your eyes are pools . . .
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March 14, 2007 05:54 AM EDT --
There was once a boy in my life that could honestly say he held all of my heart in this fragile smooth hands. He was the first boy I ever opened up to. The first boy I trusted with every . . .
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April 23, 2007 04:25 AM EDT --
Each keystroke tells my story.
Fingers dancing across this board,
Word by word I let go of this weight.
Are these burdens then a gift?
The pounds placed on my shoulders,
Shape shift, fall onto these pages, . . .
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May 21, 2007 03:54 AM EDT --
on the dirty floor,
amongst the piles of greasy wrappers,
the stained articles of clothing,
and all thoses items i swore i needed,
lays the only thing i ever really needed.
crippled and defeated,
he is . . .
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May 26, 2007 05:34 AM EDT --
Against the artificial wood wall,
his fingernails dig into her delicate . . .
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October 11, 2007 04:00 AM EDT --
(i took the line"this weight is a gift" from something i wrote earlier, but i applied it to something differently.)
THIS WEIGHT IS A GIFT.
THAT IS WHAT I HEARD.
HE SUNG BEAUTIFULLY . . .
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March 10, 2007 05:07 AM EST --
Today I could not find the words I have wanted to say to you. You waited and waited, yet my mouth wouldn't move. I write every night, every day, of how you make me feel. The whole . . .
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March 12, 2007 06:29 AM EDT --
the words found the right airwaves
for once i did not sound like static
his ears stung from the bitter truth
for once i showed my full deck
your eyes filled with sympathy
for once i crept out of the . . .
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March 17, 2007 04:36 AM EDT --
Everything was building up to this moment
Suddenly I found all the answers
I saw you sitting in that maroon car
My footsteps were small and feeble
An audible heartbeat, sweaty palms
This feeling had not . . .
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March 22, 2007 06:47 AM EDT --
Last night was beyond words. I had not felt so alive since I lived in a different area code. I knew it was a rocky foundation but I tried to push all the negativity out. I thought I . . .
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March 28, 2007 06:50 AM EDT --
My mother loves to tell any curious pair of ears about my girlhood dream of being a ballerina. I would dress myself in colorfully creative dresses that my grammy made me, and I only would . . .
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April 01, 2007 05:53 AM EDT --
this speech has been over rehearsed,
so frequently and with such a fever,
these words are scrawled across my eyelids,
haunting me when i drift into disturbed slumber.
tossing and turning, sleep is futile. . . .
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April 04, 2007 04:07 AM EDT --
These words grow stale in my mouth,
I keep flipping them around for a better meaning.
The clock laughs as time slithers on,
Each click I hear winds me up.
The radio plays the same three songs on . . .
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May 02, 2007 07:50 AM EDT --
sometimes i see the halo,
the one i drew above your head.
sometimes that glows is still there,
the light that first caugh my eye.
sometimes these memories haunt,
the ones that steal my slumber.
sometimes . . .
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May 02, 2007 08:49 PM EDT --
Behind that white door
With the simple blue trim
There is an emergency
You both keep hidden.
There is the mother
Who is lost inside her own misery.
She is motionless in bed,
Languishing over milk . . .
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March 26, 2007 02:59 AM EDT --
all of my days blur.
the nights strech on.
raw, overworked hands,
i once used them to spread love.
silence has become me.
the world is black and white.
i once was painted in pastels.
a bright open face, . . .
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March 05, 2007 08:26 PM EST --
your eyes blaze in the darkness
i found a star among satalites
your laugh lifted my lined face
i found a smile in the infinite sadness
your guidance gave me spirit
i found hope when all was thought lost . . .
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