Too much talking...If only those that have thingsToo much talking...
to say
If only those that say had something
Why stay unspoken if in real there are words
Why talk too much if things really happen
Understand the truth see everything
around you
See everything yet understand
nothing
Talk to those
with reality in their veins
Illusion has
no truth no taste no sense
Reality
is different
Realize that all is there figure out the world rid
The Way Things Are"The Way Things Are"The Way Things Are
Walking home I look forward
I regret this I hate the way things are
I try my best
to do as i'm told but sometimes
it's just too much
Do this and do that and clean up my mess and help me do
what i did wrong
This I am told every waking day
and even more as time goes on
Help me I'm stressed from shopping too much and all the bills i have to pay where'd my money go
This I am told
every waking day
and even more
as time goes on &nb
what meaningAs i walk by you standing there you glance back but do not stare and i wonder if you carewhat meaning
you ask for nothing
yet take it all as if i weren't really there as if you didn't care
i wander in my mind leaving this serene place and let what happens happen as if i wasn't there
you speak in whispers asking me if i agree or not and i don't speak
as she walks down he straightens up
and continues his task at hand and i just sit there wondering
about how everything can happen and yet it takes
Parted WordsParted words Whispered lowly Not but above a hush Hanging in the air Echoed off the stare As I watched you walk awayParted Words
Why I Wrote For MichaelI was sitting on the outskirts of the rotunda in West Hall at Valdosta State. The summer program GHP was nearing an end, and my friends and I were trying to spend as much time together as possible. This was the Choral Rotunda Concert. Beautiful chords reverberated through the halls of the building as the acoustics in a rotunda are phenomenal. Most sat and stared at their friends singing, but not I. I sat with my eyes closed feeling the music around me. Overcome by the climax of the song, I opened my eyes to dry my tears, and this is when I saw him. Michael sat across from me on the steps. He was not looking into the rotunda, but ratherWhy I Wrote For Michael
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5- You should most definitely get started hugging right away!
Send This To All Your Friends, And Me If I Am 1.
If You Get 7 Back You Are Loved!
1-3 you\'re a bad friend
4-6 you\'re an ok friend
7-9 you\'re a good friend
10-& Up you\'re a great
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the woods are lovely, dark and deep.
but i have promises to keep,
and miles to go before i sleep.
and miles to go before i sleep.
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If a dead human is an angel, then I guess a dead angel is a human.
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If a dead human is an angel, then I guess a dead angel is a human.
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