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Also; Madison Ziegler's beautiful dance to this song---> http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TOqhmlEKLL4
Tuesday, January 22, 2013
DiSaPpEaR - cHrIsTiNa Li
I think im drowning
but I dont know where
the air is, or which direction
to go
And this pain inmy chest
it still there, it wont
ever let me rest
Please get me out of here
So I can disappear
from the life im leading
dont think they'll be
needing me anymore
I'm running faster but
I dont know, if its
something from the
ghosts of old
And this pain in my chest
its still there, it'll
never let me rest
Oh-Woah
Please let me rest
Please get me
out of here
So I can disappear
from the life im leading
dont think they'll be
needing me anymore
So I am going now
to a home that will keep
greeting me no matter
what they know
And so I'm going now
to a home that will keep
greeting me know matter
what they know and so
I'm gone
Dont care if the're waiting
im happy drifting away
Dont care if they're crying
This waters just like air
Tuesday, January 8, 2013
It happens like this.
It’s the middle of the night. All would be quiet, for the world is sleeping, if not for the ticking of the clock and the whirlwind of thoughts in your head. Here, in this dark solitude, there is nothing to protect you from yourself. You try to stop the growing storm within you, but it is too late. It is growing on its own now, building on itself, beyond your control, so that finally you must stop fighting it, and it comes. Bursting from your innermost self, the truth you smother so easily in your everyday life is set free once again by the darkness you cannot escape. Always when you least expect it, when you think you have left it behind, it returns, for this demon is within, and cannot be outrun. Your very soul pours out before you, pooling around you, and your tears join it. Only when there is nothing left does the darkness have mercy, and you pass once again into a dreamless sleep. The clock ticks on.
It’s the middle of the night. All would be quiet, for the world is sleeping, if not for the ticking of the clock and the whirlwind of thoughts in your head. Here, in this dark solitude, there is nothing to protect you from yourself. You try to stop the growing storm within you, but it is too late. It is growing on its own now, building on itself, beyond your control, so that finally you must stop fighting it, and it comes. Bursting from your innermost self, the truth you smother so easily in your everyday life is set free once again by the darkness you cannot escape. Always when you least expect it, when you think you have left it behind, it returns, for this demon is within, and cannot be outrun. Your very soul pours out before you, pooling around you, and your tears join it. Only when there is nothing left does the darkness have mercy, and you pass once again into a dreamless sleep. The clock ticks on.
"Now and then we had a hope that if we lived and were good, God would permit us to be pirates." -Mark Twain
Sunday, December 16, 2012
Snow
Snow by Sleeping at Last
The branches have traded their leaves for white sleeves
All warm-blooded creatures make ghosts as they breathe
Scarves are wrapped tightly like gifts under trees
Christmas lights tangle in knots annually
Our families huddle closely
Betting warmth against the cold
But our bruises seem to surface
Like mud beneath the snow
So we sing carols softly, as sweet as we know
A prayer that our burdens will lift as we go
Like young love still waiting under mistletoe
We'll welcome december with tireless hopeLet our bells keep on ringing
Making angels in the snow
May the melody disarm us
When the cracks begin to show
Like the petals in our pockets
May we remember who we are
Unconditionally cared for
By those who share our broken hearts
The table is set and our glasses are full
Though pieces go missing, may we still feel whole
We'll build new traditions in place of the old
'cause life without revision will silence our souls
So let the bells keep on ringing
Making angels in the snow
May the melody surround us
When the cracks begin to show
Like the petals in our pockets
May we remember who we are
Unconditionally cared for
By those who share our broken hearts
As gentle as feathers, the snow piles high
Our world gets rewritten and retraced every time
Like fresh plates and clean slates, our future is white
New year's resolutions will reset tonight
All warm-blooded creatures make ghosts as they breathe
Scarves are wrapped tightly like gifts under trees
Christmas lights tangle in knots annually
Our families huddle closely
Betting warmth against the cold
But our bruises seem to surface
Like mud beneath the snow
So we sing carols softly, as sweet as we know
A prayer that our burdens will lift as we go
Like young love still waiting under mistletoe
We'll welcome december with tireless hopeLet our bells keep on ringing
Making angels in the snow
May the melody disarm us
When the cracks begin to show
Like the petals in our pockets
May we remember who we are
Unconditionally cared for
By those who share our broken hearts
The table is set and our glasses are full
Though pieces go missing, may we still feel whole
We'll build new traditions in place of the old
'cause life without revision will silence our souls
So let the bells keep on ringing
Making angels in the snow
May the melody surround us
When the cracks begin to show
Like the petals in our pockets
May we remember who we are
Unconditionally cared for
By those who share our broken hearts
As gentle as feathers, the snow piles high
Our world gets rewritten and retraced every time
Like fresh plates and clean slates, our future is white
New year's resolutions will reset tonight
~*~*~*~*~
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This is one of many of my favorite Christmas song <3 It's so calming and beautiful. later, I will post a video of me dancing to this. The style will either be Jazz or Lyrical.
This is one of many of my favorite Christmas song <3 It's so calming and beautiful. later, I will post a video of me dancing to this. The style will either be Jazz or Lyrical.
I am not plain.
I will not stay inside the box for your sake.
I will not hold back my power just because you cannot do what I can.
I see now, your true colors.
I see now what is hidden under your skin.
~*~*~*~*~*~
I have had a lot of things on my mind lately. There are a lot of hard decisions to make. It won't be easy but in the end it will pay off. I am ready to move on and leave things behind.
Wednesday, December 12, 2012
Pretending to Work in English Class
Words words words I am writing words
I am writing words for the sake of writing words
I am writing words because I must write words
I must I must I must write words
Words words words must write words
Busy must look busy busy
Busy as a bee
Busy writing words
And now
And now I am finished
I am finished writing words
I am no longer busy
No more words
Goodbye
I am writing words for the sake of writing words
I am writing words because I must write words
I must I must I must write words
Words words words must write words
Busy must look busy busy
Busy as a bee
Busy writing words
And now
And now I am finished
I am finished writing words
I am no longer busy
No more words
Goodbye
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