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Status: Single
City: OLYMPIA
State: Washington
Country: US
Signup Date: 2/26/2006

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Sunday, May 21, 2006 

Current mood:  awake
Dear God and Goddess,

    when i'm up this high, my ears pop, and it's hard for me to hear or tell if your here or not.  If you are, grant me a star that i may wish upon, Because my heart is covered in scars and all my friends are gone.  I'm the kid, sitting on the moon, fishin' in the pond, in the midst of you, feeling ridiculed and distant.  I'm the high-wire act, tight rope and all, feet in the fly trap, eye on the ball.
    I've found out about the both of you, still i'm without the slightest clue on how to cry to you.  I'm sure we all know that this planet is warped, and i swear that when i die, I WILL have the report.  But most important of all were the encounters of love and all the people involved, they know not what they have done.  There is a war down here, there is a war up above, either way i'm prepared because I am your son.

     And dear gods, I hope you get this letter. I know your sick and tired, so I hope your feelin' better.  I'd go against the odds before i go against my heart.  To co-exist with Gods, I know this is my part, I know.....
Doina

 
A breeze to my thoughts
An addition to my  alleys
Valleys could be filled
But  remain Empty
As We
Remain divided

By Fear of Uniting
And
And, of course,
The "Free" Market
That alows the plaqe
The shield
To be more valiant
Than the knight's
Artful twist of the
Sword
Behind it
Sign it?
No! Rewind it
Cancel those
Fools who parody
What's sacred
With a cozy green blanket

I want to implement
An
Anti-Govern ment
Concert!
Raise heads
Out their beds
Out of silence

 
Posted by Doina on Tuesday, June 06, 2006 - 4:22 AM
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Atlantean
Kendall Lausche

 
Your words shall soar through the heavens and reach their ears. For divinity truely has no sound, no matter. For only MEANING and SUBSTANCE and SOUL shall reach them. Their ears are aching for such an essence, such a breath of fresh air. For the realms of reality continue to pollute and fog this warped limbo.
They shall send for you my luv, just await the day..........


From the fellow traveling soul
 
Posted by Atlantean on Friday, November 16, 2007 - 11:47 PM
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