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The feeling I have I can’t describe,
It builds inside me.
Why do I not know its name?
Why does it continue playing this little game?
Everyday I hold my life within my hands,
Just steps away from crushing it.
Is this feeling love?
I just don’t know.
It is easy to label things.
To put a label of love on something
Is to take away the words meaning.
To strip it bear of all its dignity.
You call it love,
When someone dies that you knew well.
It might have been,
But it could also have been that you cared.
It could have been lust.
Lust is a misconception.
Is it love or is it want?
Why then is it affiliated with greed?
Love is not greed.
So love cannot be lust.
I am left here with this feeling,
It plagues me so.
Meddles with my mind,
And makes it weary.
Ready to take on the finishing blow.
See now, your words have changed me.
Taken me aback to think.
Why does this knife keep turning?
Turning deeper within my side.
My feelings are out in the open,
You know me now, as I know myself.
Listen now and you will see,
My dear sweet epiphany.
I can see the grass sway in the wind.
The world is intertwined through many ways.
Taking time to notice them all,
Could mean an eternity.
Though taking time to understand me,
Could be a waste of time.
Time is a precious thing.
We only have so long till we are nothing.
Our hopes and dreams turn to dust,
Ash to ash,
Dust to Dust.
This feeling I have no grip on.
Help me now when I’m confused,
And I'll be there when you so choose.
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[02 Jul 2004|08:12pm] |
I close my eyes
only for a moment
and the moment's gone
all my dreams
pass before my eyes a curiosity
dust in the wind
All they are is dust in the wind
Same old song
just a drop of water
in an endless sea
all we do
crumbles to the ground
though we refuse to see
dust in the wind
all we are is dust in the wind
Now, don´t hang on
nothing last forever,
but the earth and sky,
it slips away
And all your money
won`t another minute buy
Dust in the wind
all we are is dust in the wind
dust in the wind
everything is dust in the wind
dust in the wind
everything is dust in the wind
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[09 Jun 2004|09:12pm] |
I only wanted to post one song in this community; a song I didn't write. It is the most emotionally driven thing I have ever heard, and I wanted to share it with everyone else. It also happens to be my favorite song. I identify with this song in more ways than any could ever hope to imagine.
"This Time Imperfect" by A Fire Inside
I cannot leave here, I cannot stay
Forever haunted, more than afraid
Asphyxiate on words I would say
I'm drawn to a blackened sky as I turn blue
There are no flowers, no, not this time
There will be no angels gracing the lines, just these stark words I find
I'd show a smile but I'm too weak
I'd share for you, could I only speak, just how much this hurts me
I cannot stay here, I cannot leave
Just like all I loved, I'm make believe
Imagined heart, I disappear
Seems... no one will appear here and make me real
There are no flowers, no, not this time
There will be no angels gracing the lines, just these stark words I find
I'd show a smile but I'm too weak
I'd share with you, could I only speak, just how much this hurts me
I'd tell you how it haunts me
I'd tell you how it haunts me
Cuts through my day and sinks into my dreams
I'd tell you how it haunts me
Cuts through my day and sinks into my dreams
You don't care that it haunts me
There are no flowers, no, not this time
There will be no angels gracing the lines, just these stark words I find
I'd show a smile but I'm too weak
I'd share with you, could I only speak, just how much this hurts me
Just how much this hurts me
Just how much you...
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[05 Jun 2004|02:53am] |
forget the stars and count the nights
in evening glory we find rapture
moon lit estuaries pour into vast oceans through deltas of hopes and dreams
and with tender soils we should plant new seeds
culminate our desires into forests of beings
with every day passed should these vines grow thicker
and the brush upon this land hold the earth in place
may in time these river banks give life to new enterprise
and our horizons be blanketed with monuments that shall never ruin
but yet wishes yield to the passing of the days
and it is the time that proves what shall ebb in torrential tides
--and what shall remain at the wake of these shorelines
just count the eves and not the stars
with every dream follows a dawn on the horizon
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[05 Jun 2004|03:14am] |
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A rose so sweetly smelling of old lady's perfume and dancing days in the wind. Rain drops touch lightly, the rose. Kissing the petals and falling to the ground to take away her thirst; feed and nourish her. She is the beauty. The beauty is the rose
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[04 Jun 2004|01:00pm] |
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What is the funniest thing that has ever happened to you?
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[03 Jun 2004|11:40am] |
4. The Unforgiven
[HETFIELD/ULRICH/HAMMET]
New blood joins this earth
and quikly he's subdued
through constant pained disgrace
the young boy learns their rules
with time the child draws in
this whipping boy done wrong
deprived of all his thoughts
the young man struggles on and on he's known
a vow unto his own
that never from this day
his will they'll take away
what I've felt
what I've known
never shined through in what I've shown
never be
never see
won't see what might have been
what I've felt
what I've known
never shined through in what I've shown
never free
never me
so I dub thee unforgiven
they dedicate their lives
to running all of his
he tries to please them all
this bitter man he is
throughout his life the same
he's battled constantly
this fight he cannot win
a tired man they see no longer cares
the old man then prepares
to die regretfully
that old man here is me
what I've felt
what I've known
never shined through in what I've shown
never be
never see
won't see what might have been
what I've felt
what I've known
never shined through in what I've shown
never free
never me
so I dub the unforgiven
you labeled me
I'll label you
so I dub the unforgiven
8. Nothing Else Matters
[HETFIELD/ULRICH/HAMMET]
So close no matter how far
couldn't be much more from the heart
forever trusting who we are
and nothing else matters
never opened myself this way
life is ours, we live it our way
all these words I don't just say
and nothing else matters
trust I seek and I find in you
every day for us something new
open mind for a different view
and nothing else matters
never cared for what they do
never cared for what they know
but I know
so close no matter how far
couldn't be much more from the heart
forever trusting who we are
and nothing else matters
never cared for what they do
never cared for what they know
but I know
never opened myself this way
life is ours, we live it our way
all these words I don't just say
trust I seek and I find in you
every day for us something new
open mind for a different view
and nothing else matters
never cared for what they say
never cared for games they play
never cared for what they do
never cared for what they know
and I know
so close no matter how far
couldn't be much more from the heart
forever trusting who we are
no nothing else matters
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[03 Jun 2004|08:19am] |
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Arms always open
To catch you when you fall
A shoulder to cry on
When the tears flow strong
Side-splitting laughter
During late night sleep overs
And promises of forever
With no guarentees
Waves of change
Rock the boat
Of two that once were so close
The boat tips over
Two are lost
One drowned in the past
The other had moved on
Forever just ended, baby
~me
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[02 Jun 2004|05:25pm] |
No one knows what it's like
To be the bad man
To be the sad man
Behind blue eyes
No one knows what it's like
To be hated
To be fated
To telling only lies
But my dreams
They aren't as empty
As my conscience seems to be
I have hours, only lonely
My love is vengeance
That's never free
No one knows what it's like
To feel these feelings
Like I do
And I blame you
No one bites back as hard
On their anger
None of my pain and woe
Can show through
But my dreams
They aren't as empty
As my conscience seems to be
I have hours, only lonely
My love is vengeance
That's never free
When my fist clenches, crack it open
Before I use it and lose my cool
When I smile, tell me some bad news
Before I laugh and act like a fool
If I swallow anything evil
Put your finger down my throat
If I shiver, please give me a blanket
Keep me warm, let me wear your coat
No one knows what it's like
To be the bad man
To be the sad man
Behind blue eyes
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[02 Jun 2004|01:42pm] |
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Everybody, dont let the community die, shes put alot of work into making this a good community, please post, we dont want her to be upset do we?
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[02 Jun 2004|12:59pm] |
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You know what is sad? This thing died before I got it up and running. I need to clean up a little bit and get a backround so yeah... it's difficult for me to do these things because you all know how computer stupid I am. It's CRWAZY!!! =)
Oh and P.S. to dani(if you read this) I still have no idea about the thing we were talking about yesterday.
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[01 Jun 2004|10:45am] |
Hello everybody!
HI DOCTOR NICK!
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[01 Jun 2004|10:10am] |
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Blah blah blah... first entry because you all aren't invited yet... blah blah... meaningless ramblings. ok i have to figure out how to invite people.. lemme see...
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