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daphne-harper
Indian
My heart beats in this empty room My mind draws a map And where am i to go when the map leads me down?
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Jul 4, 2010
Jul 4, 2010 at 9:10 PM UTC
Head & Heart
When the only one to trust is yourself when your spirit is enstiled in two licks and a lifetime When the hands you hold are the ones that die, The ones who hold you never die.
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Jul 4, 2010
Jul 4, 2010 at 9:08 PM UTC
Vain
Oh please love, if I ever were to die before my funeral Take me away right then Oh love, if they ever take my life before my day If they ever take my light Spare me a deed of taking my life Oh please love, don't let me die before my funeral.
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Jul 4, 2010
Jul 4, 2010 at 9:07 PM UTC
The Sell Out
a mediocre girl with a pretty life A mother and a father, a home and a brother She found comfort in the sleet and power in the river But a feeling never fed, is the one she found in bed. And the strength she thought it brought her, The river only left behind. Yet she wants to feel the power, but oh! so young- In time. A mediocre girl throws away a shiny life And the river never cared if she drowned. But to feel the power was the life. So she lies awake at night And sings to herself this song For tomorrow never comes, and life was always wrong. Adrift she dreams at night, to learn to love is to learn to fight A lesson learned in time But a life of a burning bed. In time, in time.
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Jul 4, 2010
Jul 4, 2010 at 9:07 PM UTC
The River
They threw it up in the air And told it to come down But when the heart beats slow The matter is lost Where are you going? Stay with my heart where are you going When it's the moment I fell apart.. Maybe they're young and full of abstract lies But maybe the young know the untouched Where are you going When they call your name Where are you going This is your heart
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Jul 4, 2010
Jul 4, 2010 at 9:06 PM UTC
January
You've got it all wrong Don't leave me like them You've read it all wrong Re-read it, again And who are you to write it and who am i to say this You loved me best You lvoed my first You loved me worst
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Jul 4, 2010
Jul 4, 2010 at 9:04 PM UTC
The Firsts
Life is all about copying and being copied. No one is original. But there are those who are daring.
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Jul 4, 2010
Jul 4, 2010 at 9:04 PM UTC
Characteristic
Every I love you is buried deeper Every touch is felt lighter And the closer you are, the farther you feel The more you say, the less I hear And you're gone when youre here You're fine when I'm alone Come close when you're far I'm gone when you're here So leave and be nearer Go and be loved, Ill stay and wait While your every word grows farther This novel is finnished, But chapter 3 is missing.
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Jun 26, 2010
Jun 26, 2010 at 11:41 AM UTC
Chpt 3
I believe in people who believe in themselves. I love people who love themselves. I know people who know themselves.
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Jun 9, 2010
Jun 9, 2010 at 2:32 PM UTC
Manchester
For a moment you just look at the piece of music right front of you and play each note of it, one at a time. Complete peace.
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Jun 7, 2010
Jun 7, 2010 at 12:31 PM UTC
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