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City: PRESCOTT
State: Arkansas
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Friday, August 08, 2008
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Safe
Current mood: mellow
Category: Writing and Poetry
Safe
Take my hand and pull me away from this wreck that is my life lift me up and help me fly to a place in your arms where all is ok
I need your direction my beautiful one the love and peace I can only find in your arms
So tired of being who I am escaping behind my wall of despair Fearing the silence, empty space in my mind.
Take my hand and pull me away from this wreck that is my life Comfort me in the shelter of your arms As you fold you all around me I am safe
5:41 AM
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Thursday, July 31, 2008
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Thoughts
Current mood: contemplative
Category: Writing and Poetry
Thoughts
Sometimes, I just lie there awake In sleep there seems there's no escape There is this constant urge to write An addiction with no end in sight
I tossed and turned, then turned some more Up from my bed I paced the floor Just cannot get this from my mind An impulse, now and then unkind
To another room, I flip the light On paper here some lines I'd write There are times many, or maybe a few But from my pen the words would spew
And when I thought I'd had my say Turned off the light, then back to bed Where I now I think I could sleep Still in my mind, the thoughts do creep
At times I'd pray they'd melt away These thoughts that steal my sleep away For if I knew a way at best I'd stop these thoughts, so I could rest
11:51 AM
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Tuesday, July 22, 2008
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Destiny
Current mood: optimistic
Category: Writing and Poetry
Destiny
Things have altered and yet have not And all I've gained I now have lost The wounds now heal, this I can tell But still I live in anguished hell
I wonder now if it was real Did I once love, did I once feel And if I did was it the truth Or just the rosy cares of youth
So time has passed, the days a knife And I look back at empty life Choices made and words unspoken Have left a shell, a human broken
I wonder now if it will change If I once Loved, could I again And if I can, will it be real Will it allow this heart to heal
So now's the time to look ahead To waken from this living death To leap into the great unknown Head held high and arms wide open
I wonder Lord, so full of Grace If you will guide me from this place To soar on wings that set me free And lead me to Love's destiny.
7:34 AM
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Monday, July 14, 2008
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Change
Current mood: contemplative
Category: Writing and Poetry
Change
Change is coming, my friends have said The words have echoed, filled with dread For at this time and at this place I won't survive through more disgrace
I take a breath but get no air I cannot feel and dare not care For if I do and darkness reigns I will not live through that much pain
When I let go and set you free It severed parts inside of me For that to be there was a cost A searing, empty, bleeding loss
If faced again, I'd do no less Love not free is a bitter guest For even now I wish you life No matter what the final price
And though this task was mine to choose I hope you know that it was truth For change will come and I'll move on My love for you though, never gone.
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Monday, July 07, 2008
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Wish You Were Coming Home
Current mood: nostalgic
Category: Writing and Poetry
This old road seems unending, carrying thoughts of you wherever I roam. A call of the wild this heart renders, wander-lust, everywhere is home.
West ward direction is where we are heading, painted sunsets, along we go. Here comes another rainstorm, raising her head above the hills. Smell the dampness, brushed on hot asphalt Lightening and rolling thunder shrill.
I think of you, when you are not near me. I hear your voice, smell your perfume. My heart feels weary, almost broken I wish you were coming home.
I see your smile and it warms me, I want to taste the sweet honey of your kiss, Wrap my hands, soft yet firm, around your hips To feel your warmth, like springs sun and it melts me where I stand. Before I sleep it is your eyes I see.
We have our ghosts that haunt us. We dream of brighter and bigger dreams. We drive our demons from our souls now, searching far for our souls release.
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Currently
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Alice's Restaurant
By
Arlo Guthrie
Release date: 1990-10-25
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Friday, July 04, 2008
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Tired Eyes
Current mood: hopeful
Category: Writing and Poetry
Tired Eyes.
Tired eyes remain open over deepening pools of grief and sorrow, Desperate to find answers but dreading the silent lights of tomorrow. If this darkness can consume these thoughts then why not these thoughts alone? For its the cold embedded veins that begin to tear flesh from bone. Tired eyes remain open over deepening pools of pain and sorrow, Desperate to find reasons but dreading the empty dreams of tomorrow. If this darkness can provoke these feelings then why not these feelings alone? For its the cold corroded memories that begin to tear muscle from bone Tired eyes remain open over deepening pools of blood and sorrow, Desperate to find the tears but dreading the dead lies of tomorrow. If this darkness can desecrate these words then why not these words alone? For it is the cold remnants of the past that strips bone from bone. These tired eyes remain open over deepening pools of sorrow and defeat, For this soul shall remain broken and forever incomplete.
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Sunday, June 29, 2008
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The Road
Current mood: restless
Category: Writing and Poetry
The Road
This old road seems unending, carrying thoughts of you wherever I roam. A call of the wild this heart renders, wander-lust, everywhere is home.
West ward direction is where we are heading, painted sunsets, along we go. Here comes another rainstorm, raising her head above the hills. Smell the dampness, brushed on hot asphalt Lightening and rolling thunder shrill.
I think of you, when you are not near me. I hear your voice, smell your perfume. My heart feels weary, almost broken I wish you were coming home.
I see your smile and it warms me, I want to taste the sweet honey of your kiss, Wrap my hands, soft yet firm, around your hips I feel your warmth, like springs sun and it melts me where I stand. Before I sleep it is your eyes I see.
We have our ghosts that haunt us. We dream of brighter and bigger dreams. We drive our demons from our souls now, searching far for our souls release.
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Sunday, June 22, 2008
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Floatsom
Current mood: peaceful
Category: Writing and Poetry
Floatsom
The night screamed As it blinded me With a flash of emptiness And the thunder pounded hopes to ash.
I embraced the rain As it bled into my dreams, A sanguineous fog pierced by the harbor lighthouse Solemnly exposing the sea.
Crimson stains upon the pavement Puddle at my feet As a damsel's talons Bore ravenously down Upon her lovers upturned back.
The storm raged into darkness And as I faced headlong Into the rain I tasted the tearful Drops of moral deceit While shards of glass Cut cords of dependence Into flotsam
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Casablanca
Release date: 2000-02-15
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Sunday, June 15, 2008
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Stranded
Current mood: forgotten
Category: Writing and Poetry
Stranded
I don't understand this feeling. All those holes in my heart, I just keep on sealing. I'll deal with them later. But later will eventually turn into…never.
I don't like this feeling. and the way that I've been dealing… It's so wrong. Things have been this way for so long. I desperately want it to go away, But for some reason, it seems to want to stay.
I want you to look at me the way you used to. I miss the things you used to do, They way you touched me, The way you smiled at me. I miss that so badly.
But things have changed; you've moved on. But I'm such a moron; I don't know how to do that. So instead I sit here, hoping we could chat.. It amazes me how much I miss you. My heart is now empty, and I am stranded in the cold. I wait for you all the time;
but the waiting is getting old. You never come back. And I'm left stranded in the endless black.
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Monday, June 09, 2008
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HOPE
Current mood: cynical
Category: Writing and Poetry
Hope
Off in the distance I thought I saw a glimmer, a sparkle of white light that is hope. I thought I would be free and happy again.
Suddenly, many gnarled hideous hands grab my arms and roughly pull me back. And that tiny white light is blanketed in the darkness, never to be seen again.
I can't do anything to please her, instead, I unwittingly harm, and lose forever. I yearn to lock myself within a cell, and force the world to forget that I ever lived.
That tiny white light Did nothing but give me false hope, Hope that I never deserved
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Currently
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Cars - Complete Greatest Hits
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The Cars
Release date: 2002-02-19
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9:01 AM
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Thursday, June 05, 2008
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Forgiven
Current mood: imaginative
Category: Writing and Poetry
Forgiven
Im stitched into this skin, i wanna crawl out, and get down on my knees say im sorry for all my sins. Lying beneath the stars, i realize all these things i never said. Compulsions eat up my head and my blood trickles slower. Im sorry. They pass by on the streets, 'are you ok' they ask, as if a chore. Well i wish i was ok, id wake up a brand new day. Life is so short, but id rather feel pain then nothing at all. Im so sorry.
Again and again, this skins eating me alive, consuming me. I wish i could be forgiven
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Paper Money
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Montrose
Release date: 1990-10-25
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Sunday, June 01, 2008
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Safe
Current mood: mellow
Category: Writing and Poetry
Safe
Take my hand and pull me away from this wreck that is my life lift me up and help me fly to a place in your arms where all is ok
I need your direction my beautiful one the love and peace I can only find in your arms
So tired of being who I am escaping behind my wall of despair Fearing the silence, empty space in my mind.
Take my hand and pull me away from this wreck that is my life Comfort me in the shelter of your arms As you fold you all around me I am safe
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Currently
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Greatest Hits
Release date: 2008-04-15
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Thursday, May 29, 2008
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Square
Current mood: relaxed
Category: Writing and Poetry
SQUARE
Yeah that's me in the middle. Surrounded by these walls. Surrendered to these walls. And my mind is always quiet.
Then having loud thoughts. Which makes me scared.
To go insane. Afraid to be alone with silent noise. So wake me up.
I need you now so I can sleep. There, that's an empty bed. And that's me crawling beside it. Its home, but I'm home sick without you.
This square drawing is my early morning. Its insomnia. Claustrophobic, tired eyes. Looking for a way out. Before my mind gives in. Believing in a T.V. world. Yeah that's my window called the television set.
All these boxes, driving me crazy. Driving me back to square one.
Driving me back to what once was,
Never to be again.
05/02/2006
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Tuesday, May 20, 2008
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Bright Eyes
Current mood: lonely
Category: Writing and Poetry
Bright Eyes
seemingly endless nothing but air to surround me my only sight, the sky - isn't that all i need?
i don't care enough, have the strength enough to find the crack, a way out at least here, i know i'll be safe won't the sky look after me?
and i look after the sky day, night; changing all the time all those radiant stars, shine for me but i want more then this
the sun, in all it's brilliance everyday, consistently stunning why won't it notice me shine for me, the same way?
with all these stars and sometimes the moon in the palm of my hand, hanging onto my fingertips somehow it's still never enough when all i want is for the sun to shine
in my dreams, i skip across the clouds just tryingto get a little closer i just wanna stay where i can feel your glow instead, i'll give up each night, knowing i can't follow you.
would i step outside these walls, for you? i never have, for anyone else. i'd have to know, and i already know you're worth it
until then, i'll be content with the stars i'll love the rain, hate the sun for not shining over me and hoping that one day the sun will shine for me
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Currently
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Chris Norman: Portraits
Release date: 1998-09-15
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7:19 PM
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Sunday, May 18, 2008
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Democrats want to control your money and republicans what to control your life.
Current mood: pissed off
Category: News and Politics
Democrats want to control your money and republicans what to control your life. Generaly speaking, i lean to the liberal side of most subjects, but my vote this year may boil down to one issue only. Employee Free Choice Act. And this one issue, if passed will cost you and I a hell of a lot more of our hard earned money. How you ask?
First let me tell you who likes this law and a little about it and then try and explain how its gonna cost you and me, and make someone a ton of money. Obama and Hillary are both for the Employee free choice act, (John has not yet taken a stance) which actually should be called "let the unions take over any business they want act." Currently a company has to have a secret ballot to vote on a company becoming union, under this new law that would be a thing of the past. It is beyond me how one can possibly claim that a system whereby everyone – your employer, your union organizer, and your co-workers – knows exactly how you vote on the issue of unionization gives an employee 'free choice.... It seems pretty clear to me that the only way to ensure that a worker is 'free to choose' is to ensure that there's a private ballot, so that no one knows how you voted. I cannot fathom how we were about to sit there today and debate a proposal to take away a worker's democratic right to vote in a secret-ballot election and call it 'Employee Free Choice. Under the current law, a law that Obama and Hillary want to do away with, a union is required to have 33% of a companies employees sign union cards at which point the company would have a secret ballot vote to determine if that company would go union. Under this new law, all the union would need is 50% + 1 of the companies employees sign a card, and the company is now union. Free choice my ass. NO VOTE, NO CHOICE! i would think its pretty easy to lie to someone about just signing a card.
Okay, how is it gonna cost you? It will become relatively easy for unions to set up shop anywhere they want, Target, wal-mart, K-Mart, Kroger, anyplace you shop. the biggest controlable expense for any retailer is payroll, and if the unions get in these retail outlets do you think the payscale will go down? And who do you think is gonna pay for that? Naturaly that cost will be passed down to you and me. The dems are for the little guy????
Who is gonna make money off of this scheme? The union. Since the 50's the union enrollment has plummeted, ( they have outlived their usefullness) so what should they do? Lets go after large retailers and get those union fees. Just imagine how sweet wal-mart looks to these guys. Wal-mart currently states they have about 1.2 million employees, multiply that by say $50 a month for dues...$60,000,000 a month or $720,000,000 a year!!!!! and thats just from one retailer. Now ask yourself why Obama and Hillary are for this law? Could it be because the unions have em in their back pocket? One of the two even said he would get this law passed in the first 100 days to thank the unions for their support!Its been a while since i voted for a republican but...
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