sun-day morning...
and we were all assembled in the day-room--some playing cards silently, others eating the leftover cookies from last night--and in the corner of the room was the television. and mamma wanted to praise the lord.
the first night i was there, mamma took me aside, put her arm around me, and told me, "i want you to call me mamma, okay?" and when...
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and we were all assembled in the day-room--some playing cards silently, others eating the leftover cookies from last night--and in the corner of the room was the television. and mamma wanted to praise the lord.
the first night i was there, mamma took me aside, put her arm around me, and told me, "i want you to call me mamma, okay?" and when...
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dying in the middle of a giggle...
just kisses spent, never wasted...like whispers in my ear from furthur away then my heart can take. how the insanity is shifting and the mind is melting for her--
is this all one big collage of memories painted and pasted into one face that is too beautiful when it is stripped of its mask.
somebody capture this feeling....
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just kisses spent, never wasted...like whispers in my ear from furthur away then my heart can take. how the insanity is shifting and the mind is melting for her--
is this all one big collage of memories painted and pasted into one face that is too beautiful when it is stripped of its mask.
somebody capture this feeling....
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pandamonium:
*bows*
jacinda:
i thought about you today 
i thought about you today 
quasi_sean:
drunkenly, transvestites, etc.
make-believe and the stories know--
so many choices and i dangled all of them from a short string, captivated by the way they bounced and began to cry.
how i feel may have no effect on the outcome, as i shall hand over all decisions to the sun that can also take my lungs if it will let me see her face for the first...
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so many choices and i dangled all of them from a short string, captivated by the way they bounced and began to cry.
how i feel may have no effect on the outcome, as i shall hand over all decisions to the sun that can also take my lungs if it will let me see her face for the first...
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pandamonium:
what the piss???
you just dipped outa chat??
the tears flow freely now
you just dipped outa chat??
the tears flow freely now
jacinda:
hey HOT new pic...love it!!!!!!!!!!
oh, how quickly i recognized...
(scene 01)
...the laughter, high and hidden somewhere behind the trees & it makes me hate lonliness & the sound is now foreign & burns itself into my pale skin settling down nicely w/a million scars from over the years that still shout their presence and can never be forgotten--these jagged, pink lines that could only wish that someday they...
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(scene 01)
...the laughter, high and hidden somewhere behind the trees & it makes me hate lonliness & the sound is now foreign & burns itself into my pale skin settling down nicely w/a million scars from over the years that still shout their presence and can never be forgotten--these jagged, pink lines that could only wish that someday they...
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jacinda:
ok ok ok seriously...me...u..and a bucket of maragaritas....
st_jimmy:
sean how goes it hope all is well
hey found out theres a drink named after JACK....
ask and i might share
hey found out theres a drink named after JACK....
ask and i might share
no last words...only dancing in the sand.
the resemblance is overwhelming to the point where i believe i even have the same taste in my mouth as before--altho the air is cooler than it was on that night in june--and in spite of that i feel the sweat on my forehead that will soon start running like rivers if i don't hurry--
WHAT AM I...
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the resemblance is overwhelming to the point where i believe i even have the same taste in my mouth as before--altho the air is cooler than it was on that night in june--and in spite of that i feel the sweat on my forehead that will soon start running like rivers if i don't hurry--
WHAT AM I...
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shawnette:
I've added u in my aim contacts (u can do the same !), maybe this way we'll manage to talk !
jacinda:
maragaritas in a bucket kick ass!!!!!!!
no clocks move sideways
no patterns to trace--or black hairs to find discarded on your pillow case, days later when the air is empty. all these winters were open for all possibilities and i wasted them all--like years i spent inside myself, inside my head...oh, rooting around for something.
what exactly, do you wonder?
has it a name? a beautiful face?
try hard and squeeze...
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no patterns to trace--or black hairs to find discarded on your pillow case, days later when the air is empty. all these winters were open for all possibilities and i wasted them all--like years i spent inside myself, inside my head...oh, rooting around for something.
what exactly, do you wonder?
has it a name? a beautiful face?
try hard and squeeze...
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roxxee:
You wanna a monkey?
You wanna a monkey?
pandamonium:
i'm having your crown made this week.
never lonesome alone & reads the battered poems to himself
how many tries before the finishing line becomes gray and tired lacking water you crawl just a few more steps...hoping to make a home near the side of the stream that matters only to you and where you might seem to be stretched out in a grove w/the bees above your head and whispering letters...
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how many tries before the finishing line becomes gray and tired lacking water you crawl just a few more steps...hoping to make a home near the side of the stream that matters only to you and where you might seem to be stretched out in a grove w/the bees above your head and whispering letters...
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charitee:
Thank you, I love you.
charitee:
i just finished it, go read your email.
had you been a laughter...
i cum. with you.
i've come alive
& you put your lips to mine sliding your fingernails down my cheeks and the streaks of tears are almost gone...forgetting the world around us...again i go inside you & the warmth goes straight to my brain--are we lost now? digging through the clouds holding your hand w/a smile as we search for...
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i cum. with you.
i've come alive
& you put your lips to mine sliding your fingernails down my cheeks and the streaks of tears are almost gone...forgetting the world around us...again i go inside you & the warmth goes straight to my brain--are we lost now? digging through the clouds holding your hand w/a smile as we search for...
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shawnette:
here
lunna:
Holy Hotness. Does Sean really miss me? If he does then he should call me because I miss him too!
Lunna
Lunna
forgotten...so old
in here, there is no road-map, just a train wreck to guide you from spot to spot another as you search, search, FUCKING SEARCH for reasons to keep on...moving on is a risk, yes, but are there the words that will soothe me?
is there the one who will hold me, giving me the ultimate erection and eventual rejection? maybe just, i'll leave...
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in here, there is no road-map, just a train wreck to guide you from spot to spot another as you search, search, FUCKING SEARCH for reasons to keep on...moving on is a risk, yes, but are there the words that will soothe me?
is there the one who will hold me, giving me the ultimate erection and eventual rejection? maybe just, i'll leave...
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shawnette:
cooool I can't wait !
pandamonium:
want to join me in my mysanthropy? read my new journal entry. not poetic, but i pale in comparison to your literature genius.
hehe .... beat THAT!!
hehe .... beat THAT!!
maybe nobody is right.
never could the beauty be expressed the way it should have been for there weren't enough words that my mind could put together no silly syllables that molded into odes & comparisons of Angels even in my altered states when poetry seemed just a natural water that spilled from my mouth to paper, napkins, walls, whatever could be scribbled on the...
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never could the beauty be expressed the way it should have been for there weren't enough words that my mind could put together no silly syllables that molded into odes & comparisons of Angels even in my altered states when poetry seemed just a natural water that spilled from my mouth to paper, napkins, walls, whatever could be scribbled on the...
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charitee:
I can't be that girl for you, but someday, I'll dance with you.
You'll find her, she's there.. waiting too. Without fear, without trepedation, without sorrow. She's there.
You'll find her, she's there.. waiting too. Without fear, without trepedation, without sorrow. She's there.
pandamonium:
okay . . . you're going to make me cry.
on rainy sunday & you mean everything to me.
maybe just maybe--
i'm sitting in the darkest room that i'll ever find w/nothing to calm the tears that rain in my mind in search of an answer even the smallest hint i cry might make these sundays seem like seconds & i might crawl out of bed...this time.
no more sad faces staring back at...
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maybe just maybe--
i'm sitting in the darkest room that i'll ever find w/nothing to calm the tears that rain in my mind in search of an answer even the smallest hint i cry might make these sundays seem like seconds & i might crawl out of bed...this time.
no more sad faces staring back at...
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pandamonium:
as soon as you concede to your higher ability, it will . . .well, not cease, but slow . . . . 
charitee:
Someday I'll get to see you smile.
[Edited on Sep 04, 2004 5:17PM]