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-Not a worryHustle and bustle Kick and shuffle Passing the days by wishing that mirage on these heartless streets were real Dodging cars is you new excitement while a man plays a guitar trying to get home, but he’s just making enough to get by It’s kind of funny though; you spent all those years trying to get out while people everywhere scrape to get back-Not a worry
Makes you think, will that be me in five years.
Playing songs with un-tuned strings Lit up another cigarette and keep walking You’ll worry about it when you get there
by ~ClaudiaMyLove
-Winter Morning I didn’t find you attractive that winter morning. No, not like the way I did those long, long years ago in spring. I guess we change with the seasons. Beautiful things dry out, crumble, disintegrate, as did my love for you. I awoke to a shower of heavenly birthday kisses that I never wanted. Yes I did say they were heavenly, just not wanted. In my dulled morning haze I stopped you and refused the rest of them.-Winter Morning
You asked me what I wanted on this beautiful day, the day celebrating my awakening to this world, this cold dreary world
by ~ClaudiaMyLove
- From Now To the EndOn her worn canvas she began to paint the most beautiful of pictures. "From Now To the End" she titled it. The boy she met, the heart she received. Overwhelmed she was at a loss of what to do, how to act? she never knew these things. Her heart she withheld and it beat ever so fastly, it wanted to be given. She clenched it and his and her wings took flight. She was bore into a world of love so she began to think his un pure, not special. This world was a lie but the innocence binded her. Slowly she strided up the lust lit streets finding a new love on every corner, but these didnt last and the hearts she held became more damaged.&nb- From Now To the End
by ~ClaudiaMyLove
- A Worn Path -Continued- A Worn Path Continuation Phoenix finally returned to her small home after her journey back from the city. She made her way into the kitchen to prepare her grandson’s medicine. As she headed back into the cold, empty room where her grandson laid stock still, she mumbled a small prayer to heaven. “I be back from town, and the nurse gave me something to sooth your throat on up,” she said as she sat the medicine on the table. Only he no longer reached out with his small, gold- A Worn Path -Continued-
by ~ClaudiaMyLove
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- Current Residence: Florida
- Interests: The preforming arts, concerts, independant study, and well I like nursing and fashion design
- Favourite movie: Requim for a Dream, Amelie, Donnie Darko, Shawhank Redemption, Finding Neverland, etc.
- Favourite band or musician: Right now Im listening to alot of Zao, MSI, Frou Frou and Franz Ferdinand
- Favourite genre of music: Rock n roll
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lol
i haven't been on in a while
and i miss everyone and i saw an old comment from you
and i was just like... OMG I MISS HER!!!!
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silent prayer: >next time...if there is a next time, please let me feel something. anything.even pain would sustain me.<
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"Lust's passion will be served; it demands, it militates, it tyrannizes."- Marquis DeSade
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