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I came across this today, and it reminded me of the first time I heard it.
You'll be able to guess what I was thinking of at the time.
"I'm scared as hell to want you, but here I am, wanting you anyway. And fear means I have something to lose, right? And I don't want to lose you."
"Letting someone in means abandoning the walls we've spent a lifetime building."
- Grey's Anatomy
Why the hell am I doing this again?
It's one of those nights.
http://allpoetry.com/poem/4359587
That's what I meant to show you.
I'll probably delete this post in the morning.
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Installment one of your two-part virtual poetry birthday present 
http://allpoetry.com/poem/4304321
(Not that they're connected. Just that this is spur of the moment and the other will have to come when I have more time.
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i love your page it made me laugh! xoxox zoe
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StarEyes : From a little Bird on June 5, 2008
A little bird told me that today is your birthday, so I wanted to stop by and wish you the very best of days! Happy Birthday honey! 
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HELLO!!!
You must be wondering 'who the heck is this ditz who's randomly commenting on my page?'. Well, Roo said it was your birthday, and any friend of Roo is a friend of mine. So, uh, HAPPY BIRTHDAY!
 Hi, nice to meet you, my name is Cassie. 
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Veels geluk liewe maatjie omdat jy verjaar...
and since we're not religious as such, I won't finish it
HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I hope you have an absolutely amazing day. Can't believe I can't even call you for it - but I'll make up for it, okay? Don't know how, but I'll find a way
Good luck for your history today, I know you'll ace the exam. Hope it's a special day filled with lots of occassions of you getting spoilt and having a blast with the occassional time to breathe
Seriously, though, you deserve an awesome day. Don't let anyone get you down. Wish I could be there. Miss you. Take care.
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I'm itching to change the piercings. I swear the bottom one's healed... Can't I just change it?
No, I learnt nothing from the nose stud
Anyway, just dropping by to say hi because MXit's being a complete bitch again. It's so GOOD at that...
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im sure u remember me i just wanted to say hi
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Hey! How are you? I read your page...and LOVED IT! (Ok...most of it...). We have a few things in common...I also hate discrimination and labels and love psychology, I'll probbably study it once I graduate.
I'll read your stuff as soon as I can, promise.
Love,
M.
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Hope everything's going better by the time you get this...
And hey... I'll see you soon 
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LMFAO The instructions and signs! - Pure brilliance 
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Your page is amazing, just by the way...
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Thank you. Thank you so much. I seriously can't say that enough.
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8 weeks, 3 days...
It's so far away.
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The quote I was talking about.
Dr Meredith Grey: "Okay, here it is, your choice... it's simple, her or me, and I'm sure she is really great. But Derek, I love you, in a really, really big pretend to like your taste in music, let you eat the last piece of cheesecake, hold a radio over my head outside your window, unfortunate way that makes me hate you, love you. So pick me, choose me, love me."
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Hierdie mense moet hulle werk doen. Ek kan nie Afrikaans praat nie, maar dit is al ek kan doen!
Tien minute en dit breek is. Ek moet a projekt op Ghandi doen, harrah (meh) met twee ander mense, maar dis net General Studies, so ons sal nie dit goed doen nie.
Dit is 'n goed dag. Ek voel nie goed nie, maar dit is beter as gister. Gister was Hell. Dit is a universal woord  Soos universal!
Ek hoop vandag is beter vir jou. Tien weeke en vier dae, en dan sal ek met jou wees! Ek kan nie wag nie. Ek droom van dit wanneer ek moeg is en het niks interessant om to doen. So baie
Afrikaans is 'n goed taal...
niemand hier praat dit...
(ek se dat, maar daar is 'n seun van SA in my jaar en 'n ander in my Engels Jaar 7 klas...)
Al die best
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I have thoughts. And I don't know whether I should be thinking them or not.
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Viva La Vie Boheme : I must own 50 out of the 56 entries here. If not more. on January 20, 2008
Your page just saved my life. Well, my night, anyway.
Thank you. Again.
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I'm not obsessed. I'm just...
yeah...
I'm here again. Southpark is on, I'm tired, but I can't sleep. As always.
So, here's what I have to say.
I want to meet you and Siya under the escalators by the cinema at pav. I'll get there early, because I'll be so nervous and excited. Eventually - it'll feel like an eternity - we'll finally meet, and we'll hug each other, and I will without a doubt start crying. And with make-up on, that really isn't helpful... but anyway. We'll walk around senselessly, and eventually just sit in Spur and have a salad or something each. We'll walk around and I'll buy random crap. We'll be talking, but so fast we'll have to stop every now and then to recap. It'll be punctuated by "oh my God this is actually happening!" and Siya making some suggestive comment or going on about Ashley.
Eventually, we'll have to go back to your place. We'll have movies on that we probably won't be watching really, because we'll be talking and just being there, with enough coffee in our system to fuel us for the whole night. Which will probably happen. And there'll be awkward moments, but we'll laugh them away. We'll go through prospectuses, and I'll attempt to do some homework, and we'll make plans. If we get any sleep, we'll wake up and have an easy morning. Otherwise, we'll do that anyway... and then go to Gateway or Pav again, and I'm going to go and buy a load of crap, and we WILL find at least one awesome skirt for you  By this point, I will have at least 100 pictures.
And then... eventually... I'm going to have to leave... and God knows what'll happen then... but I don't know why I'm here. I just can't get offline.
What's happening?
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I just thought about the irony oflistening to this song...
"I can do anything, if you want me here [how far away am I?]
And I can fix anything, If you'll let me near [See above]
Where are those secrets now that you're too scared to tell? [We can't quite get there]
I whisper them all aloud, so you can hear yourself [lacking in ability to speak  or even think]"
I need sleep
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10 weeks and 2 days til I land.
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I have a file (the huge ones, not the little ones) half full of chemistry notes.
I have summarised notes on seven A4 pages.
I have six posters.
I... cannot do badly in this test. This is the first time that any test has brought this much stress on me, save for that one damned Home Ec test. But I was always destined to fail that 
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My MXit isn't working properly. Great. Gah.
Anyway, apart from the fact it won't log me on, I was just flicking through stuff...
how does the south of England sound? I found a place with a great university and cheap rent. Which is all I'm looking for right now. I just need to get 2 As and a B. Oh good God I might as well give up already...
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(By the way, this author rocks because she's simply amazing. So deal. Now let me have my say.)
It’s all working out for once! My mom said she’ll happily let me stay there for the night (I’m thinking “times heals all wounds”, right?). So if I can meet you and Siya at the Pav, tell my mom we’re seeing a movie but probably end up doing nothing of the sort and just walking and talking at triple speed… Then I can stay over that night (tell me if you want any other film than Rent, I’ll see if I can bring it if I or my extended family has it) and the next day (if your mom doesn’t mind) we could go to Pav again, you can direct me to the awesome shoes and other stuff I need to buy (which includes a box of Beacon marshmallow Easter eggs for my English service class) and then we can just walk and talk again.
It’s not a dream.
Blast from the past – “Is this a dream? If it is, please don’t wake me from this high…”
But yeah, wow. Wow.
…
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Hey...
Okay, from the 29th til the 11th. I'm allowed to stay out for one night, and one night only, unless my aunt decides to let go of us for a bit longer. But I am so meeting you at Pav, and Siya too.
Tried sending you an email, but the bloody school system flunked out on me. It was great to speak to you again.
Ja, dis net dire maande. Afrikaans is so goed wanneer jy wil net praat. Hierdie mense wil al dat ek srkyf lees. Jammer ek het nie terruggebel nie, maar my ma het vir my gevra. Ek kan dit nooit nie glo nie. Is dit reg? Jy weet wat ek wil se.
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Oh my word. I'm such a sad act. I actually own your wall.
Thanks for talking. For so long. About so much and so little.
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Ja, ek weet ek praat baie. Maar ek wet jy luister ook. Ek weet nie hoekom nie, maar jy luister. So ek praat.
Ek hoop dat jy beter is. Ek wag vir my ma terrugkom van werk, en dan sal sy skree en haarself wees, maar ek is te moeg om iets te doen nie. Ek sal luister en sit, maar ek is net moeg. En ek weet nie hoekom nie. Dit is nie die normale moeg, jy weet waarvan ek praat.
As Linda heir was, het sy gese dat sy wens dat ek met haar kon gaan. Sy het gese dat sy weet hoe ek voel, en sy wil net my hulp. Ek het die selfde ding gevoel met Amy. Maar almel weet dit. Ek weet nie hoekom ek van dit praat, maar ek wil net praat so dat niemand (of niemand wat my weet) kan my verstaan nie.
Waar is die mense wat jy lief het vir wanneer jy hulle noedig? (Dat is nie reg nie, maar meh, ek is moeg, en ek is 'n Pom.) Ek wil nie dink nie. Ek wil net slaap, en wakker word wanneer ek het baie ander dinge om the dink. Maar nou het ek wiskunde en 'n bietjie wetenskap, en al hierdie ander dinge wat ek kan nie se nie, maar ek dink aan al die tyd.
Genoeg? Ja, ek dink so. My ma sal hier wees in vyf of tien minute. So ek sal nou gaan... en slaap.
En jy weet? In Engels, daar moet a woord soos "kerel" gewees. Nie 'n seun of miesie, net a "kerel".
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Heyya Hazel, you might not remember me. But I'm Justin. I was dating Michelle for awhile.
Just thought I'd stop by and say hi!
-Justin
Embrace Your Insanity!
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My Afrikaans is kak. Maar ek hoop jy dit kan verstaan.
Jammer ek praat so mal. Ek weet nie hoekom ek hierdie dinge dink nie, maar dit altyd in my kop is (ja, my Afrikaans = kak  ). Is dit Nathan? Is dit my? Is dit ander dinge dat maak my dink die dinge? Ek weet nie. Maar hulle brand my. So baie. Elke nag en in die dag, al ek dink is "Shit, hoekem sien ek hierdie dinge nou? Sien ek dit? Of is dit net wat ander mense gese het?"
Ek weet nie. Jy is die laaste persoon wat ek vir hulp met hierdie ding wil gaan, maar jy is die "only" (ek het die woord gelos) persoon wat ek kan van dit praat met. (Kan jy hierdie Afrikaans verstaan? Argh!) Hulp my, asseblief, want hierdie dinge... maak me mal.
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*laughs* I start school tomorrow, so obviously I'm up late and my rooms a mess... but I'm listening to A Little's Enough on repeat, I think I'm addicted. Old habits die hard.
"The cure is if you let in just a little more love - I promise you this, a little's enough..."
Thank you very much, now I'm gonna be humming this while my stats teacher kills me!
Just thought I'd say hi and drop by again. If you get a load of odd questions from me soon it's because I'm being brain-washed *laughs* You know the story, kinda.
Speak to you soon, okay? When MXit lets me on again.
(Dare I say it again?
...I miss you)
Take care!
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Heya. Thought I'd just stop by and say hi...
Just listened to Someday, You'll Never Be Alone (performed by us! Two years ago... was it really that long ago?), then So I Thought. How do you spell "nostalgia"? "M-U-S-I-C"
I haven't been here for a while, I've been drifting in and out of AP land, and you weren't on MXit the same time as me for the past 4 days. I dunno when you'll get this, but hey, hope you're doing okay, and Gaston isn't driving you mad as boyfriends are so good at doing (ahem ahem). I WILL be sending you something, just tell me what you want in it, okay?
Well, I'm out, I have to work tomorrow, saving up teaspoons, you know the story...
I miss you Hazel. Ever feel like you're slipping back? Further back than what has been for me the truly deep darkness of the last two years? Sometimes I really do. And I wonder about it too. You know where I'm going with this, others won't, and I have the feeling I should shut up now. Tell me to shut up!
I miss you. Speak to you soon, I hope. Your phone up?
Love Michelle
(because you know what? My name STILL hasn't changed  oh hell, you should hear them try to pronounce my surname here...)
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Hi there Last resort Reached  Guess what? You’ve been ambushed! The group, ‘The poetic Bandits’ do something called Hood-Wink, where we all come together with one chosen poet and comment on their poetry. You were the chosen poet. Hope you were encouraged by this and found it to be a blessing. Keep up the great writing and thank you for your contributions through poetry on this site.

All the best...
-LilacThOughts-
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I enjoyed reading all those funny signs and warnings you have listed here.
I know of a door on a commercial building that read, "This is not a door." 
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10 minutes after loggin on and I'm already dizzy.
Had to pop in just to say thanks for putting up with me.
Hope you're doing okay.
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*dances on your page singing* You can't stop, the children of the revolution, oh no you can't stop, the children of the revoluuution!
*stops dancing in case the papparazzi are around  * Edited on Nov 13, 1:25 p.m. because 'I can't spell, neenerneenerneener '.
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Aww, I was just going over some of my comments, you've been so kind to me, sis! <3
Your author page is awesome, I still haven't fixed mine...
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Can we just not even go there? Please?
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Last night I made myself sleep by repeating "toenail, toenail" over and over again. It works truly excellently. I am indeed twelve, unfortunately, being twelve has been the source of many age-related issues. Ha Ha. I'm a dill, you should most probably ignore me 
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Just one inquiry: Do you have a cleaner? They can be terrible sockmongers, you know. I HAVE A SISTER. Yay! You make me all happy inside =]]
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*tap dances joyously* so that makes me your sister. I'll add you my favs. And just as a warning; I can be totaly random at times!
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*Celebrates* I would LOVE some siblings, is that okay with you?
P.S: I like your hat.
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longing for the schoolyard . reaching for the scenes . reminded by the songs that will never disappear . random like the infants . outdated like the old . lying there in aimlessness listening to the cure . doing some rehearsal . exercising in the cold . lowering the standarts . for the six-string never rolled . whistling at the girls . and saving for the fuel . making plans and knock knock knock on wood . play some rock . play some rock . please don´t stop . coming home coming home . sentenced by our faults . we were to make in time . pleasently aware . of our solitude in mind . saved me from the boredom . of what we disavowed . encouraged by the sound . that was the sweetest one of all . admiring your senses . infected by your tongue . defenceless I believed . that we´d face anything to come . you innocently told me . you´d catch me when I fall . and solemnly we´d knock knock knock on wood . play some rock . play some rock . please don´t stop . coming home coming home . I´m not the only one ...
I don't know. Someone said knock on wood and I thought HOLD ON...
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HAHAHAHAHA I SO flunked the test today! I was also refered to the "Gifted and Academically-Talented" Co-ordinator... you know me... I don't work... NOW you see how bad this school is! 
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Guess what
I made a friend! 
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I have 8 months left of high school
Of course, then I have 6th form... but hey... the fact remains, I go to college after this year 
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