

ParadiseThe sun beckons mockingly, "Come out and play."Paradise
If sadness has left you,
It shall rejoin you this day. The ocean. It whispers. All of your fears. Come, insolent child. Shed those eager tears. This day you shall remember, All that you once had. All that you lost behind you, And all that blocks your path. The breeze sends false comfort. Trickery and deceit. All is well, In your world of make-believe. Dear little child, In this world of paradise. You've convinced yourself you're happy, Through webs of tangled lies. The


Driving in a CircleDriving down the road. She passes painted signs, Colorful white lines.Driving in a Circle
Pointing to her destination.
She wonders, How long must she wait? Falsely expecting a perfect fate. Until she reaches her destination. Heavy traffic. Bumper to bumper. She cannot make him love her. Flashing signs, "You're almost there."
What happened? He used to care. Picking up speed. Her heart beats faster. Getting closer. He no longer knows her. The woman she's become. Her destination, In his arms. She passes by abandoned farms. The radi


The FeelingI just miss the feeling. I needed the feeling. Secure. Loved. Arms assuring me that I was beautiful. Lips promising I was wanted. Needed. Hands demanding they were where they wanted to be. Forever. The walls. They remind me ofyou. The grass. It reminds me of you. The loneliness. It is me without you. I just wanted the feeling. The arms may havee been lying. The lips may have been careless. The hands may have been decieving. But it was the feeling. My body aches for the feeling. My heart longs for the feeling. YouThe Feeling


Too in loveInhibitions vanished. Guards dropped. Feelings shown. Seecrets locked. Dried tears. Forgotten past. This is me. No more mask. Five months. So in love. Never changed. When push came to shove. Perfect nights. Amazing days. True admiration. Nothing fades. Others jealous. Too good to be true. Eight dollar movies. Just want to be with you. Long phone calls. And I miss you's.Too in love
Always in love. Never confused. Chinese dinners. Long car rides. Short, sweet kisses. No fights. Scary movie
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~BlueSuitcase
*Her Heart Is In Her Suitcase
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~::My Dreams still me somewhat, Trying to ease my pain::~
EVERYONE! MEET MY SISTER RACHAEL!
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"The present alone was significant; was hers, to torture her as it was doing then with the biting conviction that she had lost that which she had held, that she had been denied that which her impassioned, newly awakened being demanded."
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