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A Work in Progress
Wednesday, 14 July 2004

It's like
There's a line of seperation
And I must choose a side
What side do I put my life on?
It all depends on me

So many different sides of me
I don't even know
Somebody help me please
Help me choose a side
Cuz I don't even know

This descion could change my life
I just need a little peek
To see what it could be like
I don't want to cause pain
But there's no way to find the eternal bliss

Posted by crazy3/olyangel39 at 12:03 PM CDT
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Love of My Life
Love of my life
Stay away from me
Love of my life
Please, it would be good for me

It isn't you, of course
But this just hurts to much
To think of what could have been
So please, just let me be

Love of my life
Stay away from me
Love of my life
Please, it would be good for me

So here I am again
Making things in places
That just weren't meant to be
I know I need to stop
But I gotta make up for the love of my life

Love of my life
Stay away from me
Love of my life
Please, it would be good for me
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I wrote this last night, after talking to Dustin
The thoughts just came out
I kinda wrote it like a song, I guess the "love of my life" would be the chorus... I dunno

Posted by crazy3/olyangel39 at 11:47 AM CDT
Updated: Wednesday, 14 July 2004 11:50 AM CDT
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Wednesday, 26 May 2004
Up, up, up
Today I saw a plane
It was flying up, up, up, into the sky
It looked like it was flying stright up and out of this earth
I thought for a momentT
That maybe it wanted to leave this place
I don't blame it if it did
I would leave too
But then it curved
And started going along the horizon
Flying south
Like a migrating bird
Not going up, up, up, and away
Not ever intending to leave this place
Not ever leaving this place
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I wrote this one morning after coming back from a walk. Its about escaping & leaving.

Posted by crazy3/olyangel39 at 6:17 AM CDT
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Saturday, 22 May 2004
How to be Happy
How to be happy
Can you tell me?
Boys make me happy
Just about as much as a flea

How to be happy
Do you know?
Food makes me happy
Until I get full and I'm ready to blow

How to be happy
Is there such thing?
I don?t believe
At least nothing that doesn?t leave a little sting
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hehehehehe, its prolly the silliest poem i've ever written!!! hahahahaha i love it! hahahahahahahahahahahaha! heheheheh! *sigh*

Posted by crazy3/olyangel39 at 9:31 PM CDT
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Friday, 21 May 2004
-Me-
I?m not a prep
But that doesn?t mean I can?t shop
I?m not a punk
But that doesn?t mean I can?t play like 'em
I?m not a soldier
But that doesn?t mean I can?t have my rough side
I?m not a drugy...
Only on the weekends
Not an athlete
But that don?t mean I can?t play ball
No dancer in me
?Cept on the tables
Nor a cheerleader...
But that doesn?t mean I can?t giggle
Not a pimpette, player, or gangster
Just be likin' one man
I?m as unique as they come
Love me for what I am or don?t love me at all
--Because--
I?m just me, what else could I be... besides...the oh so lovely Michelle Lee
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My friend helped me write this one. I knew what i wanted, but didnt kno how to make it happen. So thanks to her help, I got exactly what i wanted.

Posted by crazy3/olyangel39 at 10:13 PM CDT
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Just a Little Hug
A hug can say,
"I'll miss you,"
or, "I'll be thinking of you."
It can say,
"You're someone special,"
or best of all, "I love you."
It can soothe a hurt
or calm a fear,
Or cheer us when we're blue-
It almost seems a miracle
all the things
a hug can do
-Emily Matthews
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I, of coarse did not write this, but i really like it. Im just the hugging type, I suppose.

Posted by crazy3/olyangel39 at 10:04 PM CDT
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Where the Sidewalk Ends
Where the sidewalk ends
Lays a house where a girl & her father reside
Each day she is trapped inside the big home
Where she slowly loses her mind

Where the sidewalk ends
Is a girl with no where to go & with no one to turn to
She cries for help, but no one hears
So she confines herself in her room, until the day is done

Where the sidewalk ends
A girl waits patiently for her time to leave
Irritated and ready to go before she cracks under pressure as she watches the clock tick tock by

Where the sidewalk ends
A girl searches for safety and waits
For the one who takes her away
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A lil deeper than i usually go, but at times i truely feel this way. I like the way i formatted it though, it really does look like a poem.

Posted by crazy3/olyangel39 at 9:54 PM CDT
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I Want
I want to fly higher than the skies
I want to shine brighter than the sun
I want to be more playful than the rain
I want to appear more mysterious than the stars
I want to be sweeter than chocolate
And most of all, I want everyone to be happier than happy itself
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Uhhh. what can i say? it's just how i feel.

Posted by crazy3/olyangel39 at 9:39 PM CDT
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Thursday, 20 May 2004
First one
A variety of emotion overwhelms me each day I see you
Confusion comes back to taunt me
Unable to decide to be content or longing for your comfort
Tired of the awkward silences between us
Unable to let you know of the infidelity on my conscience
Yet the little things you do that please me so much keep me wondering
So what the hell am I supposed to do?!
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This is the first poem i had ever written on my own, like outside of school. It literally took me an hour to write it, b/c i would look up & chose different words to make them sound bigger & better. now i think what i did was just plain silly, but this poem describes exactly how i felt about a boy, at the time.

Posted by crazy3/olyangel39 at 6:26 AM CDT
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Wednesday, 19 May 2004
A work in progress
Ok, Im going to use this bloggy to show my poems i have written, & poems that i enjoy. Maybe somedays i'll even come up with one on the spot.

hope you'll like it, it's a work in progress.

Posted by crazy3/olyangel39 at 6:58 AM CDT
Updated: Saturday, 22 May 2004 9:48 PM CDT
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