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I Am I, and You Are You

As I slowly walked down the way,
Early on in my long day,
I caught a glimpse in the corner of my eye,
Of you, obliviously rushing by.
But when I turned, happy "Hello!" on my lips,
I saw my dearest start to trip.
When I went to help you up, it wasn't
You. I was devastated in disappointment.
But then again, how could it have been?
I was here, and you were there, not knowing when
We'd see each other, face-to-face, which is better
Than talking on the phone, or writing a letter.
I continued on, cursing my imagination
Which had sparked hope, to the point of e

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In the RingYou and I – we’re quite alike: Two fighters in such a competitive world Simply struggling to make it through While remaining what we are – boy and girl. Sometimes it’s tough and we have to work To do what we know we must. But still remains a simple truth – In each other we always can trust. The world often seems to be trying Just to bring us down, hurt us bad. Almost as though it can’t stand to see Us feeling anything other than sad. The trick to it, though, as I have seen Is found in our determination: We fight, even when they pi In the Ring
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Beautiful BombshellYou are not a Little Boy ~ You are a big girl.
You are not a Fat Man ~ You are a thin woman.
You are not plastic ~ You are flesh and blood.
You are not incendiary ~ Yet you burn with life.
You do not destroy atoms ~ You are made of them.
You do not burn hydrogen ~ You use it to live.
You do not contribute to wars ~ You bring peace to my heart.
You do not cause terror ~ You bring me comfort.
You will not blow up and cease to be.
You are not a tool, waiting to be used.
You are your own, and have your will ~ &nb Beautiful Bombshell
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Just OutsideI am trapped within a prison of my own making, With happiness just outside. Paradise, utopia, the perfect place Just through these immaterial bars.
I am trapped in a world that I created, With pleasure just outside. Here is the pain, the cruelty, which I have fooled myself into enjoying.
I am stuck in oh so many sticky situations, With the solution just outside. Thinking, feeling, playing it by ear~ They all get me nowhere.
I am ready to let it all go, To try and step outside. But where will my feet take me Once I leave behind all I Just Outside
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Completely Untitled -snickers-The emotions fill me, kill me Destroy who I am inside I'm losing my sense of identity As though my life has been a lie My emotions cannot just agree Instead they always fight With each other, such a bother A thorn in my side, stabbing Never giving me rest, making me suffer Causing me to feel I'm lagging Behind. My life only seems rough With every person always laughing At me, as if I just told a joke Yet one that wasn't really funny The fires inside have been stoked On a day that isn't sunny The chimney's blocked, and so the smoke Completely Untitled -snickers-
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Sat Aug 2, 2008, 10:49 PM

Wow. I had a bit of a breakdown tonight. Only one person knows about this, as she had to put up with my AIM ranting. I miss Cullen a lot more than my heart has been letting my brain know. While I'm glad she got to go to Japan and have her fun, I miss her. I miss seeing her (not that it can be helped at the moment!), I miss hearing her, and I miss holding her most of all. I just want her back. *sigh* I wanted to cry earlier tonight, it hurt that bad. I really wanted to cry. But, as has been the case for MOST of the past four and a half years, no tears would come. I promise I won't cut myself, or try to hurt myself in any other way. I know this will come to pass. I don't want your pity, nor your sympathy really. I just needed it out there. I don't mind receiving either, I'm just saying that's not the point of this post. I love you babe. Make it home safe.

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