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I was born to glare into the tongues of fire,
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When I stand outside your perfect world from here, I see that to step in would be an imperfection.
Smiling at your happiness from here, I note that to tell you about what is on my mind, would be a shadow on your complexion. -
The wind comes tugging at their stems,
Like a little girl pulling at the hem, of her mother's skirt.by Sver 20 lines, 1 comment, on Jul 26 9:41 PM 2008. In Life, Nature, Revival from the Depths of My Drawer -
Spring smells like... When I step outside my front door, I smell it.
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Self image, she tells me that it is a cognitive distortion,by Sver 19 lines, on Mar 19 5:16 PM 2008. In My own style, Self, Teenage thinking, Thoughts, NOT sad
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Our friendship, has grown tall and sturdy like the old oak in your backyard. The solace in its shade is like that which we offer each other when times are hard.
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I love that girl like a sister, so covertly fragile but no one knows
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Comfort comes in words Comfort comes in hot cocoa
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Apart apart, miles apart
How could I forget you, when ur so close to my heart?by Sver 22 lines, 1 comment, on Feb 24 4:57 PM 2007
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