| you may say i'm a dreamer. but i'm not the only one |


CurvesSuch brilliant eyes Darkly rimmed, deep pools Ivory skin Not like porcelain but like the perfectly uneven skin of a peach Her nose veers off to the left But no one can really tell Her lips are small and dainty, but somehow profound Is it what they speak? What they speak so softly that no one hears? It's a shame no one takes the time to listen To see To taste What she offers Curves winding on like green hills in the mountains Rounded Soft flesh Long fingers seem suitable for tickling ebony flat keys I say ebony because she plays a melancholy tune &nCurves


I Love Collegei haven't written in months cause i'm a grown up now haven't fallen in love cause i'm not sure howI Love College
i'm usually alone i'm happier that way i forget what fun is there's no time in the day
i guess i have a few friends i'm working to survive it's all for my future but i'm barely alive
i miss being carefree but that's gone for good haven't gone out in a while i guess that i should
they tell me i'll go crazy then they tell me to grow up they say these years will define me but i've fucking had enough &nb


They're All the Sameyou came at a timeThey're All the Same
when i thought you'd never arrive you were everything i wasnt you were a little alive
to me you were something
i could never replace your heart-melting words
your quirky, cute face
you were the exception and i thought you were real never again will I fall, will I feel
you made a promise non-verbal, but true and as soon as it was over
you were all about you


EverythingShe knows she said Stupid things and foolish things All now all she's got left Is her poems, her writing So maybe you thought You were a nothing But to her You're everything You couldn't have guessed You couldn't have known All the feelings locked up That she's never shown Breathe in Breathe out Hoping for some air Cause when you leave She's in despair Just running her fingers Through her hair Wishing she Could see you there Tears at night Don't mean a thing But to her You're everythingEverything
by ~JeanFrancois
by `foureyes
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There is a vast difference between losing the battle and losing your dignity.
The truth is usually funny and often ironic.
Modesty and pride are not always enemies.
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I had a dream. Crazy dream.
Anything I wanted to know, any place I needed to go
Hear my song. People won't you listen now? Sing along.
You don't know what you're missing now.
Any little song that you know
Everything that's small has to grow.
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I had a dream. Crazy dream.
Anything I wanted to know, any place I needed to go
Hear my song. People won't you listen now? Sing along.
You don't know what you're missing now.
Any little song that you know
Everything that's small has to grow.
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I had a dream. Crazy dream.
Anything I wanted to know, any place I needed to go
Hear my song. People won't you listen now? Sing along.
You don't know what you're missing now.
Any little song that you know
Everything that's small has to grow.
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~Kairi
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Rotten
you may say i'm a dreamer, but i'm not the only one
:] weezer?
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And what was I supposed to do? I was stuck in between you and hard place
We won't talk about the hard place
check out my new account
~mixed--tape
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And what was I supposed to do? I was stuck in between you and hard place
We won't talk about the hard place
check out my new account
~mixed--tape
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