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BELLY DANCE CHALLENGE
Just thinking back to when I was younger. It has been 37 years since those days and I guess each time period has its pluses and minuses. My big minus is going to work. My big minus back then was going to school.
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~REFINED~ I'm crying, its not a dream I can't breath. I watch, I stare, so tired its twisted, crashing, burning, its never lasting. Just wanna be free, don't make me choose between you and me, it can't be done, I'd rather be on my ow
Words for my step-father, who showed me the meaning of love.
You did not cry for me as you slipped away into that slumber with no awakening but I cried we all did I cried for you, for me, for all of us left behind. We cried for what was, had been and all the would have beens of your life. You did not
HAVE YOU EVER WONDERED ABOUT THE TERMS SOUL MATE AND TWIN FLAMES IF THERE IS SOMEONE FOR EVERYONE HOW COME THERE ARE SO MANY LONELY PEOPLE IN THE WORLD?
All the emotions felt staring into a beach fire.
It's raining and I sit In my bed,listening a Slow romantic song, And I remeber by your Beautiful eyes looking To me and telling me my love. It raining and I sit in my bed, Remebering by first kiss in the rain. It was raining outside ,a summe
Now, what is it? A point or speck of dust in time frontier between past and future? And the past? filed contents of life lived our personal computor unchangeable with memories sharp as steel or jagged broken glass bitter as unripe olives. O
It’s a gloomy day But what can I say I miss you But do you miss me too? You said you’d always care And forgetting, I shouldn’t dare But I haven’t heard from you It’s been two weeks, I think so. Maybe you forgot what you said That goodbye
Poets pillow wins vs nada lol
Memory when I got first time of my spring
A thousand fragments of broken thoughts invade my mind tumbled,jumbled, like sand in a glass uncountable grains of multi-coloured sand. What can they tell? of you and I, of us together we cannot measure the treasure we found so late in our l
Dance was my life, and still I dabble, but somewhere the burning passion that consumed was lost, and that is progression.....on a different life course....
I have been putting off digital music till my friend got a car without a CD player or a tape player. The technology has been out since around 2003.
I stand before you as a knight of old My suit of iron glistening in the sun A hero from the days of yore A quixotic echo of days long past Yet underneath lies a man of broken dreams A man out of step with modern times No need for chivalrous i
SOME PEOPLE COMPARE LOVE WITH DESERT DESERT WHO IS WAITING FOR RAIN DESERT WHO LOVES SUN, BUT WANTS WHISPER TO ME I AM HERE IN THE MIDDLE OF NOWHERE I AM YOUR INSPIRATION I CAN MAK
got my plane to America . went via Amsterdam, just a guy from scotland, looking for the promised land, went to deep south Alabama, you no I is for sure, although I may be different, you know I is for sure. drove all the way to florida , pa
In the dark night of my loneliness You appeared as a ray of happiness; At once came the black clouds And dimmed that bright ray. What happened to you I could not know, Though have been waiting for long To read your warm mail. Surely, y
I close my eyes and wonder in my mind to a man who wants me just as I am, one who I feel I can't live my life without, I can see him in my mind, I know him he has my soul, and I am existing until he finds me, if not in this life then in the next, for
Just made up .
those special memories we can remember at such odd times.......that make us smile inside and out.....
Another year of starving mouths With not enough to eat Another year in tatty clothes And nothing on their feet Another year of homelessness And deaths upon our streets Another year of promises Our leaders failed to keep Another year of lo
A golden dove came to me telling that you were leaving me Why? Don't you just tell me from your own words that you not happy not anymore Things will be fine just face the true that you had fallen for a friend of yours Im not mad at you a
Just as I ponder on my thoughts I feel uneasy to comprehend For life itself is a struggle People say only the fittest will survive Am I one of the fittest? Have I been the cause for someone or something to lose the chance To survive in this w
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Without her my life would have been very different. You are very much missed.
As the seasons of this life change My story continues to be written on page by page. Been there and came back again. Don’t know when it will end. But when its time. I’ll smile and leave everything behind.
a difficult journey with my three who depended on me
deep as a dry well
There was a time in my childhood when I was bullied and tormented by the other children, all due to numerous surgery on my eyes. I loved the weeping willow and found a haven under it. I still have a soft spot for them. I am lucky enough to live just a few blocks from the world famous Rideau Canal which is almost 125.5 miles long, and has paths along it. BamBam and I frequently walk along it and stop to sit under a willow and watch the world go by. In the summer the willows are just magnificent. In the winter it becomes the largest skating rink in the world, at almost 5 miles from one end to the other.
A pause in our life where we question everything.
I really don't know where to categorize this!
Kimberley was a beautiful little girl who could never stay clean. She didn't care how grubby she got, she just had fun.(this is most of her life). We called her our joyful bubbly one.I had a lot of fun with her and still do. She would do anything anywhere for a laugh. She's now 22.
i just couldn't get up for fear of it escaping
Think no more of dying winter won´t last forever. I´m no longer crying for in your arms I´m lying, warm and safe in your embrace our bodies curled together waiting for spring.
YOUR FUTURE LIES BEFORE YOU, LIKE A DRIFT OF FALLEN SNOW. BE CAREFULL HOW YOU TREAD IT AS EVERY MARK WILL SHOW an old mans wish SOME OF MY MEMORIES ARE QUIET VIVID, WHILST OTHERS HAVE FADED OVER A LONG TRAIL OF TIME, I HAVE TRIED TO BE AS ACC
I am getting old... she said and looked him in the eye. Sixteen herself hair loose that red dress.....
fantasy Fairy Tale Looking At The Beautiful Things In Life
You came to me in winter, On aprils frost you flew, Stirring up the leaves, with a bitter wind you blew. You told me all your secrets, and shared with me your pain, And then you left me guessing, Drowning in your name.
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