~b52


Ode to...She smiled.Ode to...
It was a good day.
The snow fell sideways,
by some unnatural force of gravity
Or maybe it was the wind? But if you were on the inside looking out,
an unnatural gravitational force looked most probable.
The snow was light and beautiful.
Nothing but powder.
Six friends giggled and flirted their way to his five-seater.
It was a bit cramped,
but it was no problem they laughed and tickled and kicked playfully.
Brakes were a sure-f


Shades of GreyYou’re never there when I’m looking,Shades of Grey
but always there when I need you.
That silly saunter, ambling towards me. A passing hello, a question, and a tight hug.
Scruffy hair and a new jacket,
green eyes and Calvin Klein cologne.
It’s been awhile but no one would know.
We play and we fight and we tackle the past
only to be dropped in the future.


The Way I See YouThe way I see you, Your eyes hold depth and truth, pain and happiness, and the ability to hold all those emotions in raucous harmony. Your incongrue smile, kind of crooked and mocking, yet knowing and loving, doubtless and wrongly perceived. The hands that hold me and draw me near, their gentle touch wanting me, their abrasive ability to rile my soul and spirit. Your shoulders, strong and sad, stable and unmoving,The Way I See You
Your heart brilliant and willing, unknown and unknowing, fearful and faithful And that my friend, is why I respect you.


Cloud Nine We were both sitting on the my bed with legs dangling over the edge. I was turned, angled towards her as she was to me. This girl was always so smooth and comfortable with the atmosphere. And the comfortability lent to confidence which accented her body like a sparkle on the surface of a clean blue lake. We (or the rancorously possible just i) were talking lightly and not thinking about anything else but each other. I watched her arms, so perfectly smooth. I saw her hair, a stream of which languidity fell down the side of her face, framing itCloud Nine


In Dreams We TouchedI reach out for her hand Her touch will forever guide me I wake to this lonely bed her image lays beside meIn Dreams We Touched
She was never there when my eyes opened but I held her when my eyes were closed In dreams we touched in dreams we cared
I felt her heartbeat against mine the unison was unreal as her heart beated next to mine I felt the pain slowly subside
I hoped that tears would draw her closer but it pushed her away From my eyes they seemed so dead and dry and turn to ashes on the floor
I've sifted through this pain for day afte
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Remember friend, as you pass by
As you are now, so once was I
As I am now you soon shall be
So prepare for death and follow me
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the true measure of happiness is not money, power, or fame...but laugh lines.
~the one and only cheerio~
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Remember friend, as you pass by
As you are now, so once was I
As I am now you soon shall be
So prepare for death and follow me
As well as Satchel from Get Fuzzy--he's the cutest thing EVER. Baha, I like you.
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-Lysistrata
[meditate & destroy]
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the true measure of happiness is not money, power, or fame...but laugh lines.
~the one and only cheerio~
but it was the only thing that came to mind
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xxMorningStarxx
do you hate her..cause shes pieces of you...
thank you so much for the adding.
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