So i am in pain, sitting at school in my computer class, and i really want to go home to sleep some more...
But it was fun and im glad i went >.<!


Golden AngelA rememberence to a light so soon out Reflected in the faces of all to see A precious time no longer left in doubt That justice and fairness is not to beGolden Angel
Infectious laughter, sense of right and wrong Loved by all, she gave her love in return This golden angel, lifting hearts with song Reaching towards heaven's plain, lifes lesson learned
One young person fair and so full of life Kindness personified, a lost trait now Pain so hard, compaired to the sharpest knife Is it fair, when we, lost ones, cry out. How
Funny little girl, why we will never know &nb


Quiet ParadiseHe woke one morning He hated the day He walked out the door And sat on a curbQuiet Paradise
She woke one evening And looked at the clock Her day had been shit So she walked out She sat on a curb, right next to a boy, whom she had never seen before
They looked at each other with out a word She smiled and waved, he nodded in responce They sat at curb for but two days and nights Staring at the road or the occasional car and talking very little
At two one morning he left without a word All that she had was a nod and a name and phone number on her hand  


Go be free and flyOpen your wings and soar the skies Watch over all of us Youre an angel nowGo be free and fly
Go and be free For all the world to see
Go eat your Hersheys And your Little Debbie to Keep in touch We all love you
You may not have known But we love you And youve had your wings all along Youve just never been able to spread them
Since you were a nice person
Your wings have been with you all along Youve just never been able to see them Youre free now
Watch over us all Make sure we dont do
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Listen carefully to first criticisms made of your work. Note just what it is about your work that critics don't like - then cultivate it. That's the only part of your work that's individual and worth keeping. ~Jean Cocteau
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Mother Mary, Wont You Wisper, Save Me From Unconsciousness
Mother Mary, Wont You Wisper, Did Jesus Ever Have Days Like This
Vanilla-tea owns me
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I love your work... >.<
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Mother Mary, Wont You Wisper, Save Me From Unconsciousness
Mother Mary, Wont You Wisper, Did Jesus Ever Have Days Like This
Vanilla-tea owns me
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||My stock-photography *moroka||My photo-manips =moroka323||
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