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Jul 19, 2004 21:23:49 GMT -5
Post by Jenni on Jul 19, 2004 21:23:49 GMT -5
this is relli short ima make a poem with dis later...
why do I have to be so quiet and shy why can't i juss be me...
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tanyahead
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like the excorsist but more breakdancing. Yah!
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Jul 21, 2004 2:53:51 GMT -5
Post by tanyahead on Jul 21, 2004 2:53:51 GMT -5
I dont have any!!!!!! sorry jenni.
aww, man i love them!!!! i swear you need to make a book!
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tanyahead
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like the excorsist but more breakdancing. Yah!
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Jul 21, 2004 3:01:54 GMT -5
Post by tanyahead on Jul 21, 2004 3:01:54 GMT -5
Five Fleas. (i didnt make it)
Five fleas band together against all odds to form a new company...
A new company, performing treachery, translations, advice to givers, and other varied services.
Starting a new business at any time is always very, very difficult. But these guys had charisma, they had "It", the extra X-Quotient, the pure, unadulterated chutzpah that put them head and shoulders above the rest.
What they lacked, however, was backing.
So if you know anybody who can help them out...just let 'em know...get 'em started up...
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tanyahead
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like the excorsist but more breakdancing. Yah!
Posts: 318
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Jul 21, 2004 3:15:56 GMT -5
Post by tanyahead on Jul 21, 2004 3:15:56 GMT -5
Here’s a sad story about a deer and a man
A romantic scene from a lullaby. In a clearing green, where his eyes met mine. I was frozen motion. Oh! His bow was raised. Then the fleeting notion-that my life he'd save.
But I saw it coming, flying through the air. Feathered backside humming. Miss me, hit me where Where it will only hurt me, not a mortal wound. Leave me lying dirty, someone would find me soon.
I have never felt like this before. Felt my body sinking to the grassy floor I have never known a love like this. Felt the flaming arrows of the Hunter's Kiss.
My life is not mine. Like a dog or a wife. He has taken his time. He has taken my life.
I could see the steaming of his cloudy breath. No, I was not dreaming. I was next to death. As I lay there twitching, then my legs he tied. There was nothing missing on the day I died.
(give no credit to me)
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Jul 21, 2004 10:18:15 GMT -5
Post by smell-the-p-poop on Jul 21, 2004 10:18:15 GMT -5
whoa that poem was sad! tanya did you write it!?!
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Jul 22, 2004 0:39:41 GMT -5
Post by Jenni on Jul 22, 2004 0:39:41 GMT -5
dat one's sad tanya
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Jul 22, 2004 11:38:53 GMT -5
Post by Jenni on Jul 22, 2004 11:38:53 GMT -5
Everytime i see you picture it brings tears to my eyes... why dose this keep happening why can't it juss stop?? i Knew i like you but i thought i got over you but now i know dat i still do like you.... I guess it would help to know how you felt bout me to.... was i the ugly gurl u were scared of or was i actually a friend... i keep wanting to know but know you are gone i wish i would have asked but atleast i have the memories to look upon... ;D wut do u think dis is actually kinda true i was looking at some pix n i sarted uh..o yup yup hehe well hope you like
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tanyahead
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like the excorsist but more breakdancing. Yah!
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Jul 23, 2004 23:31:58 GMT -5
Post by tanyahead on Jul 23, 2004 23:31:58 GMT -5
Ohh, Jenni, is it 's'? or not but okay. you guys are so cool! uhh no i didnt make the poem thingy.
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tanyahead
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like the excorsist but more breakdancing. Yah!
Posts: 318
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Jul 24, 2004 3:47:48 GMT -5
Post by tanyahead on Jul 24, 2004 3:47:48 GMT -5
Some Kind of Mis-take Oh yes, take me there, please? To someplace away from people like them They don’t understand art, in the knees Oh, but they love what I made with my rubber and flam I fly on swings all day with mr. Hitler I shave every month to find its all gone no one knows but I got a secret stash filled with candles, and barbeque charcoals and yea I sing songs with daisies and pickles too this kid, hes trying to shoo -me away because- he doesn’t understand it no, he wont bother to go this kid, not the queen of San Triagrlo likes to, milk cows with a mother bee’s hive, and he polishes his nose with some, very fine twine, oh and never goes when he knows hes not wanted, don’t think that I, want you to die I just, don’t understand why you, think I’m always in love, I really hate you for being so silly, she doesnt want to die, oh she loves her life Robert, was a very fine photo-taker, not like you you’re like some middle aged, scrooge oh scrooge, go away don’t bother, I’m not like my mother, shes so strong kinda like that one old, little song oh that song~ I’ll sing together with, Mr. Hitler and, why, bother, I’ll swim away and then, hopefully, drown, oh yes drown to the sky above, you that’s actually below, your son, I’ll cry just to make you happy ‘cause, that’s what you want and then oh, oh oh, I’ll fall, and I’ll never wake up no thank you, but, never ever thank me.
i actually made this one.
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Jul 24, 2004 7:58:36 GMT -5
Post by Jenni on Jul 24, 2004 7:58:36 GMT -5
lol yes tanya it's 's' hehe i went to faiths syte n she had some pix n yea.... hehe
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tanyahead
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like the excorsist but more breakdancing. Yah!
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Jul 24, 2004 21:11:35 GMT -5
Post by tanyahead on Jul 24, 2004 21:11:35 GMT -5
Heeh, I'm going to see it. OOOh 'sssssssssssss'!
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Jul 24, 2004 23:18:02 GMT -5
Post by Jenni on Jul 24, 2004 23:18:02 GMT -5
hehe did u see the pix?
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tanyahead
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like the excorsist but more breakdancing. Yah!
Posts: 318
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Jul 25, 2004 21:37:08 GMT -5
Post by tanyahead on Jul 25, 2004 21:37:08 GMT -5
no, uhh which one is faith's site?
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Jul 26, 2004 3:23:46 GMT -5
Post by Jenni on Jul 26, 2004 3:23:46 GMT -5
hehe i'll give u da url for the pix when i see you online....
My life is darkness there's nomore light When you went away you juss left clouds in my heart There's no more happiness like there used to be only the sadness that never seems to go.
Everyday no smile comes upon my face... Just the tears that satin my cheek... nothing seems to be alive anymore and im just stuck on this place alone....
What happend to the world i was used to? the place where everything was light... What happend to the light that lit me? why dose the darkness take over me?
Why can't I smile and laugh? Why do i frown and cry? I can't seem to stop and no one's here to help...
what do you think?? no one was posting poems hehe so i juss wrote one n Juss so poeple know this poem dosen't apply to me hehe ;D ok....
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Jul 26, 2004 10:08:57 GMT -5
Post by Jenni on Jul 26, 2004 10:08:57 GMT -5
Take me away To a place where no one can see A place only where I can be
Drift me away into a dream Where the stars shine so brightly And where there’s only love.
Take me away from where I am and Bring me into a beautiful dream.
hehe so simple[td][/td]
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