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I see nothing in your eyes, and the more I see the less I like.

Is it over yet, in my head?

I know nothing of your kind, and I won't reveal your evil mind.

Is it over yet? I can't win.

So sacrifice yourself, and let me have what's left.
I know that I can find the fire in your eyes.
I'm going all the way, get away, please.

[Chorus:]
You take the breath right out of me.
You left a hole where my heart should be.
You got to fight just to make it through,
'cause I will be the death of you.

This will be all over soon.
Pour salt into the open wound.

~Breaking Benjamin ~Breathe



"Songs come out of poems and sometimes poems come out of dreams"
~Jeff Buckley

Without music, life would be a mistake.
Frederich Nietzsche


"Poetry is thoughts that breathe, and words that burn."
- Thomas Gray


Gibson0918 (2:51:45 AM): kimmie if you were a soup i would pour you out on the grass so i could grow a kimmie tree







Please lend me a hand, I am only a person.
~Syd Barret





If you ask me what I came into this world to do, I will tell you: I came to live out loud.
~Emile Zola


We can easily forgive a child who is afraid of the dark; the real tragedy of life is when men are afraid of the light.
~Plato

Only the weak blame parents, their race, their times, their lack of good fortunes or the quirks of fate. Everyone has within them the power to say, "This I am today, that I shall become tomorrow." The wish, however, must be implemented by deeds.
~Louis L'Amour



* losing my sanity several times has helped me to find a higher level of sanity*
~Mr. Nothing

anything is possible if you don't know what your talking about
~Maniackiller

Wisdom is not a product of schooling, but of the life- long attempt to acquire it.
~Albert Einstein
The tragedy of life is what dies in the hearts and souls of people while they live.
~Albert Einstein
I am enough of an artist to draw freely upon my imagination. Imagination is more important than knowledge. Knowledge is limited. Imagination encircles the world.
~Albert Einstein

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My Poetry

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    The first time you touched me I thought the world had stopped
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    wow seems unreal how one day can completely change the course of your future. Thats just how life is though, most of it spent in limbo waiting for the next big change. So now I am finding myself in this place, one that is scary and heartbreaking to say the least. Realising the only course of action that is tr
    July 19, In Life, My own personal thoughts, Sad.  600 words. → Make first comment?
  • Own Yourself
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  • To Say Goodybye
    Today is fathers day and I spent it spreading my Father's ashes at our family home. This place that we had grown up. I spent most of my time there with memories washing over me, wave after wave. I remember sitting underneath our bar stools and using the rung as a steering wheel, my father "pulling" me over for spe
    June 21, In Personal.  100 words. → 3 comments, Add one?

Guest Book

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  • Gypsy Via Orleans on June 4
    Hey there, Just popped in to thank you for your kind comments on my work. Also to read some of your poetry and get to know you a little. I like the picture on your page. P.S. Don't let those manslappin' pieces I've been posting give you the impression I'm a mean person. It's all in fun. Though I am enjoying seeing them run for cover. LOL!
  • Handcuffs of Love on May 15
    What was your old sn?
  • Gibson0918 on April 9
    Hey kimmie
  • JustWhoIAm on March 14
    Ello You're awesome, love talking to ya

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