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Name: Jenny
Country: United States
State: Oklahoma
Interests: knitting playing with mr thirteen
squirrels
pinky
Expertise: cello
squirrels
knitting
Occupation: Artist
Industry: Textiles
Message: message me
Member Since:
2/18/2005
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| I won’t bind my strings to you
But build my world besides you
Watching you draw a line
Some say you are, you are
Just like a butterfly
Whose broken wings will spread
To softly feel your mood
Over the blue sky full of you
Pink love, pink love, pink love
Just like a fairytale
My only reason naturally
Starts to get to me
Pushing my way through
Mesh of life
I want to kiss the sickness of mind
My heart without reason
Sunken to deep disappointment
Spreads over universe
With a knife
I want to bleed out distress like this
It’s not just a fairytale
It's painted by me
It’s not just loneliness between you and I
If on magic mountain you find you can breath
Then stay and don’t look back
To the blue woven sky
Storms of petals are pouring down
Pushing their way through our pink love
So many polka dots painted by me
Spreads over universe for you
And I, I want to kiss
Pink love, pink love
I want to kiss
Pink love, pink love
In my mind
I state myself
The clock is ticking without you
Some may say illness
So called so called love
The sickness of mind
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| so many new things going on
i'm excited and freaked out all at the same time.
it's a great feeling.
hmmm, i went to oregon, that was fun.
and now i'm going to NYC, can't
wait to see old friends and make new ones
and go shopping.
i'm a shopoholic. | | |
| blooo blah blee bloooo
blah blah blah
blub bub blooop
boop dee deep doop
doop dee doop.
......just passing the time.
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| We had stood as the sure stars stand, and moved
As the moon moves, loving the world; and seen
Grief collapse as a thing disproved,
Death consume as a thing unclean.
Twain halves of a perfect heart, made fast
Soul to soul while the years fell past;
Had you loved me once, as you have not loved;
Had the chance been with us that has not been.
from "the triumph of time"
by algernon charles swinbourne | | |
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