She would never say where she came from
Yesterday don't matter if it's gone
While the sun is bright
Or in the darkest night
No one knows
She comes and goes
Goodbye, Ruby Tuesday
Who could hang a name on you?
When you change with every new day
Still I'm gonna miss you...
Don't question why she needs to be so free
She'll tell you it's the only way to be
She just can't be chained
To a life where nothing's gained
And nothing's lost
At such a cost
There's no time to lose, I heard her say
Catch your dreams before they slip away
Dying all the time
Lose your dreams
And you will lose your mind.
Ain't life unkind?
Goodbye, Ruby Tuesday
Who could hang a name on you?
When you change with every new day
Still I'm gonna miss you...
- The Rolling Stone
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“For she is a fair maiden, fairest lady of a house of queens. And yet I know not how I should speak of her. When I first looked on her and perceived her unhappiness, it seemed to me that I saw a white flower standing straight and proud, shapely as a lily, and yet knew that it was hard, as if wrought by elf-wrights out of steel. Or was it, maybe, a frost that had turned its sap to ice, and so it stood, bitter-sweet, still fair to see, but stricken, soon to fall and die?”
J.R.R. Tolkien
Yesterday don't matter if it's gone
While the sun is bright
Or in the darkest night
No one knows
She comes and goes
Goodbye, Ruby Tuesday
Who could hang a name on you?
When you change with every new day
Still I'm gonna miss you...
Don't question why she needs to be so free
She'll tell you it's the only way to be
She just can't be chained
To a life where nothing's gained
And nothing's lost
At such a cost
There's no time to lose, I heard her say
Catch your dreams before they slip away
Dying all the time
Lose your dreams
And you will lose your mind.
Ain't life unkind?
Goodbye, Ruby Tuesday
Who could hang a name on you?
When you change with every new day
Still I'm gonna miss you...
- The Rolling Stone
****
“For she is a fair maiden, fairest lady of a house of queens. And yet I know not how I should speak of her. When I first looked on her and perceived her unhappiness, it seemed to me that I saw a white flower standing straight and proud, shapely as a lily, and yet knew that it was hard, as if wrought by elf-wrights out of steel. Or was it, maybe, a frost that had turned its sap to ice, and so it stood, bitter-sweet, still fair to see, but stricken, soon to fall and die?”
J.R.R. Tolkien
- Last seen on Nov 15 6:23 AM. Member since November 17, 2003.
- I'm a obsidian idea poet for 584 comments.
- My mood is , and quote is "The Beautifully Maimed".
- I am a 20 year old girl (Canada)
- When I'm not writing, I'm a Call Center Agent.
- I have 584 comments, 3 contests, 61 poems, 1 story
My Poetry
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There were corpses sleeping
Where we once did lie -
Our bodies were fine
but we had crippled our souls -
you slept with sorrow
now you'll enver sleep with a friend27 lines, 1 comment, July 2, 2006. In Sad
My Stories
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The sea wraps itself around her ankles: a beautiful invitation to the solace it can provide, an escape from the pain and the emptiness- a journey to Heaven. She hasn’t gone on281 lines, 13 comments, November 18, 2003. In <200 lines, Other
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Desert Writer : Hey honey!!!!!!!! on May 11How have you been? I have been writing again and would love to hear from you on my new poems! You are my best voice.
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stop drop and roll on June 24, 2006Hi my sweet baby!
How are you doing? I miss you! I hope you are well. You should send me a long note telling me what you have been up too! I'd love to hear it!
Kisses and hugs,
Daina
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stop drop and roll on June 11, 2006Enter my Witchy Woman contest.I'd love to see what you can think of, also, you can tell everyone you know about it so I can have a bunch of entries. I'd love to have your imput girl! Kisses,
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