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Rude Awakening Just about every school morning, my alarm clock violently yanks me out of sleep at 6 o' clock. I set my alarm -- a radio -- to a station that has no connection, because I prefer being woken up by static from the radio than Danielle's voice on the z100 Morning Show -- not like I have a fondness for either to be the absolute first thing I hear every morning.
I purposely set the alarm's volume extremely high, and keep my iHome on the other side of my room on my bookshelf. Otherwise, I'll never leave my bed. This means that every morning, my eyelids spring open as I throw myself out of bed and fly across the room to turn it off as so
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I sense your gaze from the other side.
I merge with the constellation, going unseen,
Before wondering if I really want to hide.
Your hands reach out and I'm really not keen,
But I will not run. This is my time to speak:
You ruined our galaxy all on your own,
How dare you cry to me? I am not that weak.
I could never love someone who is this two faced,
Stop pulling my orbit, the moon isn't a game.
Even the burning stars couldn't give us a place,
Tonight, I only look at you with pure distain.
You speak of love and never kissed me at all,
How dare you stand here, weeping without shame?
When
That dayThat day, my legs were screaming,
I had cigarettes and white flowers to buy.
With fresh hair and clothes gleaming,
No pain could ruin the shine in my eyes.
I walked through gardens glazed in frost,
And beneath the grey, sun stained sky,
When I reached a bridge and started to cross,
I saw a lone figure, waiting to die.
Winter's fingers brushed against me,
Along the bandy bridge, I staggered.
In the distance, I could hear his pleas,
I started to run as my legs were daggered.
I grasped the rail and let out a cry,
I tried hard to break through his despair.
Hopelessly, he hung over the needle's eye,
He howled that no one in the worl
Secret (LS VIII:i)Yes, love, life is brief
I've no more secrets to keep
Endless leap of faith
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"C'mon, Ames!" Sonic whined. "At least gimme a hint!" The tantalizing aroma was driving him wild. His mouth refused to cease salivating until the source of the smell was discovered and polished off in his typical fashion. Yet his normally keen senses had failed the blue hedgehog, leaving him to plead with the obstinate girl before him.
The girl was rather enjoying the display. Here she had the man of her dreams almost on his knees before her. So far, everything was playing out perfectly like she had planned: she had invited Sonic over for chili dogs, had hidden them well, and he had ransacked the house—almost tempted to tear every
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FeelingsYou could write a novel
About the feelings I contain
Though you wouldnt sell a single book
Because you all feel the same
It is the hidden things that kill us
The feelings we hide away
It is the things that cant be written
The things we could never say
No one wants it written
To read the feelings there
Deep within our dying souls
You think they would never care
We all have those secrets
That marks our skin in scars
They keep us alive, and kill us
Till our eyes are dim, no longer bright stars…
Life...Life…
Life is like the Ocean, some days it is calm, and other days it is wild.
Life is like the hills of land, uphill and downhill, and in between.
It is the breeze, and the wind, the clouds, and the storm.
It follows you until the road ends then it stops and tries again.
Life…It’s the symphony of a thousand and one voices
But, it is also the voice of evil just as strong.
Some follow the symphony, while others follow evil.
Life has its followers, but it also has those who end it.
Life…it is like the burden of a thousand worlds on the shoulder of a pure hearted soul.
It is a story book, a beginning a middle and an
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