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Monday, June 23, 2008
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Category: Writing and Poetry
Through life we live we die. We breath to get high You take your first and Soon you'll take your last Trying to find your way Tripping over your ego box Anticipation of death. Let me just take a guess Before you know it your in a mess Trying to get dressed. Knocking on the door No one home Your at the wrong house try the next No thats not it.......... Head pounding. Legs throbbing Heart pumping. Adrenalin racing Oh YES!! Now your high in these back bracking lies. You look to the sky and realize..
Your Dead.
Anticipation of death Holding onto your last breath. Yeah, I wouldnt if I were you.
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Monday, May 05, 2008
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i stand here with a pencil in my hand wanting to draw were i stand in the sand. i cant cant seem to.
why
why
why
because im afaid is this really were i stand is this were i belong. there are these little men in trees yelling at me trying to tell me to go every wich way. i want to get away from them because i know they are wrong so i draw myself a sail boat and sail off the beach im so far off in to the sea i feel free finally and feel like im going were im supposed to be going. then a storm comes it rocks me around i try to stear the boat but i make it worse. finally i just stop and give up im so tired and exughsted i screamed in agony for help Then the He came to me and helped me He was there the whole time. He just wants us to admit we cant do it and give our hearts to him. and put all our faith in him.
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Monday, April 14, 2008
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Katie's got Class. With dirt on her face. Dancin' all over the place. Come on! Dance with me! Oh Please. She's all that you know. Katie's got sass. Oh Yeah Dance with me! Come on! She's every were you go. Katie makes you want to D.A.N.C.E. YeahYeahYeah! Oh YeahYeahYeah! Were going to dance tonite. Im ready! YeahYeahYeah Oh YeahYeahYeah Lets DanceDanceDance!! Im ready, Lets go!!
Hey you gotta give the girl credit. ;-]
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Monday, April 07, 2008
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Current mood:  determined
I am only one voice out of a million others. I know it has been said before.
But i am one voice all alone. It feels like to say the right thing is the wrong thing to say. To do the right thing is the wrong thing to do. So what is right any more??? Simple.... The world has gone Mad. Thats all you can say,
I Am The Voice Of One and NO i will not be dismissed So here I am, Im Kathleen I Have Faith And I Speak up.
For what I believe in.
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Thursday, March 27, 2008
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Current mood:  accomplished
I am genuinly happy right now. I may not be were I want to be. But it’s good, because i just have to love life as it comes. I am Being molded to who I am supposed to become! Not what the world wants me to be. And molding isnt painless. Life isnt painless, So we all just have to hold on and not give up. Because you are Loved Loved by God. =]
 | Currently listening: Awake By Josh Groban Release date: 07 November, 2006 |
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Sunday, March 23, 2008
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Current mood:  contemplative
I Have Come To The Realization...... But I Havent. I Simply Like Saying that. Dont Know Why. Maybe I Wish I Have. Or Have I....... Nothing Is Sure. But Everything Is Eventual.
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Sunday, January 27, 2008
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Awkward Awkward Choking on my own Awkwardness Cant do anything right, nothing polite can come out of this mouth Slipping Stumbeling Mumbleing Nothing Right & & You treat my like a fool Mr. Savvy Just Just wait Just waiting till the day When you act just like me....
normal =]
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Thursday, December 06, 2007
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Current mood:  peaceful
I stopped and stared.
I didnt Care.
I just sat there smelling the air.
The wind blowing through my hair.
I closed my eyes.
My hands in my pockets.
And took in the all sounds.
All around.
I can hear the trees.
And the leaves.
If I focus more.
And can hear beyond that.
And beyond that further and further.
To were I come to my own silence.
In my own head.
Nothing more.
Nothing less.
Just quietness.
 | Currently listening: Apologize By Timbaland Feat. Onerepublic Release date: 27 November, 2007 |
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Monday, June 11, 2007
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Current mood:Trapt inside myself
These voices telling me what i should do, Picking and scratching at my skin till it gives way.
These creepy crawly creatures, Dark and derey they are.
I scratch at the walls, Till my finger tips bleed.
Trying to escape, Trying to flee.
Now they inject me with Anger and with a dash of hatered too.
HAHA!!
They laugh with glee Even though they are not done with me. . . .
To be continued. . . .
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