kasey-baileyWhisper

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if you would only askIf you would only ask / I’d tell you I still care. / If you would only look my way
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Apr 27, 2010
the 40's and highschoolBurning crosses in spotless sheets / Concerned with the matter at hand. / Only in the still of night can they meet
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Mar 2, 2010
heartbeatsSometimes, if its quiet enough, I can feel and hear my heart beat. I guess I can all the time, but I never really pay any attention to it. I take it for granted everyday. I break it, crush it, loose it..How is it that something so simple and yet so complex, but so small, can determine not only whether you live or die but also whether or not you live a happy life? They say people think with their brains. I think that they think with their hearts more. The heart overrides all facts, explanations, and reasons. It is the root of all things irrational and passionate. The heart is in control ~ not the brain. This makes life beautiful. The entire idea of this is irrational and improvable. Follow your heart. It will break, bleed, fall in love, get you in trouble and suprise you in so many ways. But most of all it will teach you. Follow your heart if you want to live. Follow your brain if you want to stay alive.
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Mar 2, 2010
one dream came trueAs I sit here beside you, / I realize that one of my dreams has come true. / Looking over, I see you sleep.
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Mar 2, 2010
I am my fearMy heart sorta hurts, it does ache soo... / What's wrong with me? I don' t really know. / Pushed to the corner of a mind
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Mar 2, 2010
my dear friendYou walk by, and I have to close my eyes. / I'm not sure what it is I feel, I don't even know if this is real. / You're always there for me; but with lots of room to breathe.
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Mar 2, 2010
california exitsSo different, and yet the same. / The only difference seems to be a name. / Repetition helped me memorize
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Mar 2, 2010
MaskedHappy, full of giggles and smiles / Don’t you know I can go for miles? / Can you see me through my mask?
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Mar 2, 2010
This is LoveWhat really is love? How do you know you're in love? / Is love that funny feeling you get when you see someone across the room? Or that breathless weak sensation that comes too soon? / Is it the stupid jokes and random ramblings? Or all the juvenile things?
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Mar 2, 2010
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