i've left a.p. but i'll leave you with this:
how will i ever find my way home, by british sea power
I'm leaving here
Getting out of this place
Leaving here
Getting out of this place
Only certain kinds of people
Can take these things
Get up in the morning
I'm paying my bills
Watching a storm cloud form over the hills
It appears I was waiting for my old self
I don't know what I'm made of
Or where from I came
Don't even seem to remember my name
Or why the ghost's alive in this cave
They say she's on the run
It's over, it's over, it's over, it's over
And thought then can turn action
And I dig and I dig and I dig and I dig
'Til my head is so sick and so clear
I'm leaving here
Getting out of this place
Leaving here
Getting out of this place
Only certain kinds of people
Can take these things
I'm tired and lost and feeling blown
Running around in a field, just out of my skull
How will I ever find my way home?
Get up in the morning
I'm paying my bills
Watching a storm cloud form over the hills
It appears I was talking to my own self
They say she's on the run
It's over, it's over, it's over, it's over
Then thought turns into action
And I dig, and I dig, and I dig, and I dig
'Til my head is so sick and so clear
I'm leaving here
Getting out of this place
Leaving here
Getting out of this place
Only certain kinds of people
Can take these things
I'm tired and lost and feeling blown
Running around in a field, just out of my skull
How will I ever find my way home?
How will I ever find my way home?
how will i ever find my way home, by british sea power
I'm leaving here
Getting out of this place
Leaving here
Getting out of this place
Only certain kinds of people
Can take these things
Get up in the morning
I'm paying my bills
Watching a storm cloud form over the hills
It appears I was waiting for my old self
I don't know what I'm made of
Or where from I came
Don't even seem to remember my name
Or why the ghost's alive in this cave
They say she's on the run
It's over, it's over, it's over, it's over
And thought then can turn action
And I dig and I dig and I dig and I dig
'Til my head is so sick and so clear
I'm leaving here
Getting out of this place
Leaving here
Getting out of this place
Only certain kinds of people
Can take these things
I'm tired and lost and feeling blown
Running around in a field, just out of my skull
How will I ever find my way home?
Get up in the morning
I'm paying my bills
Watching a storm cloud form over the hills
It appears I was talking to my own self
They say she's on the run
It's over, it's over, it's over, it's over
Then thought turns into action
And I dig, and I dig, and I dig, and I dig
'Til my head is so sick and so clear
I'm leaving here
Getting out of this place
Leaving here
Getting out of this place
Only certain kinds of people
Can take these things
I'm tired and lost and feeling blown
Running around in a field, just out of my skull
How will I ever find my way home?
How will I ever find my way home?
- Last seen on May 17 1:34 PM. Member since December 9, 2005.
- I'm a carnelian hope poet for 128 comments.
- I am a 14 year old girl (United States)
- When I'm not writing, I'm a weirdo/soccer person/very avid red sox fan...hua!/music junkie/coffee ice cream addict.
- I have 128 comments, 2 contests, 46 poems, 1 story
My Poetry
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so i run through puddles - of self reflecting image - delve only for a moment20 lines, 3 comments, April 23, 2006. In Other
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i picked up a piece of chalk today
and wrote just what i wanted to say29 lines, 6 comments, April 20, 2006. In Other -
Because pain or no,
I feel it all the same.23 lines, 2 comments, April 16, 2006. In Other -
life was such an easy ride to catch
My Stories
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Her heels pushed against the end of her mattress and each of her toes stretched erect, saluting the ceiling.2934 lines, May 17. In 2000-5000 words, Family
Guest Book
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prep8er on June 12, 2006is there any other way to reach you i miss you
Jess PREP HATER -
no cars go on April 7, 2006well, i guess i owe you an appology evidently since i did call you a pathetic creature...my condolences (heh heh). it must be terrible. but in terms of patheticness, i make an exception to the rule for you. glad you enjoyed the page lol.
yer buddy
despite disagreements bout baseball -- we're above that, right?
anna ! -
prep8er on April 7, 2006hey pal. that was soo funny! i loved every min of it. I totaly agree with you.(except 4 the red sox thing they suck) GO YANKEES!!!!!!.
c ya
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a b s i n t h e on February 17, 2006Like AFI, do you? If you don't, then I'd change my name if I were you. It's an AFI song, you know.
