

Fake Sweet Nothings.Oh, how you once whispered sweet nothings in my ear And how it all seemed too real to comprehend The innocence of our love and the humor of our friendship- combinedFake Sweet Nothings.
Was like a solution of magic, or an eternal flame
We knew not what would become of us, What fate had in store for two hopefuls of a summer love,
Or, whether paths less traveled would become those now beaten.
It was all a matter of questioning, as you lead me out into the rain.
Washing away our sweetest sins, and twirling around on wet pavement.
Your smiled dazzled, and you laughed at me saying that I was crazy


The Veteran The Veteran.The Veteran
His fragile body sat in an old tattered chair. The wrinkled face of once a young soldier, Stared outside his window and onto countless faces. In remembrance, they gathered on that bitter November day. As wreaths were laid, it became clear to him, Painful, but clear.
He stood up, dressed in his navy blue suit. Merits were fastened to his chest, and he


Running in CirclesIn a terrain of broken smiles & stolen hearts I stood. Amidst countless faces, who to me, were meaningless I wallowed in circles, hoping to find something familiar.Running in Circles
Pressed for luck, nothing of any use was in sight Anything that could increase hope The revival of extinct happiness, Possibilities of answered questions.
Blinded by my own stupidity, I continued to amuse myself Taking shameful paces in a circular motion. All faith in retreiving my dignity was abandoned.
Pain seeped through the field of lies Steadily, I paused for a brief moment &nbs


hometown girl.shes of the romantic side of town and her hair is aroused in the breeze the water brings, and her lips have this salty sea taste that makes your mouth quiver,hometown girl.
and your body go numb. her voice makes the sea gulls unfold into the misty grey sky. and all the fishermen sing of her as they haul up their lines and stare at withered faces
in the ripples of the sea.
her skirt it spins in the draft and her deep brown eyes dilate and stop the world as the birds stop chirping and the grass stops growing and the sun stops shining. the nearest she gets to bo
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"Beauty of whatever kind, in its supreme development, invariably excites the sensitive soul to tears." - Edgar Allan Poe
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"Willfully turning aside from the truth is treason to one's self."
Spread the DA love around! (you can copy and paste this message on their userpage!)
*dingding* RULES:
1- You can hug the person who hugged you!
2- You can't hug the person more than 3 times
3- You -MUST- hug 6 other people
4- You should hug them in public! Paste it on their user page! c'mon..don't be scared of public displays of affection
5- Random hugs are perfectly okay! (and sweet)
6- You should most definitly get started hugging right away!
-P.S. Hey! try some random ppl to Spread more teh DA love around!
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Jump. There's always a net. Unless of course there's a hole in it - then you're screwed.
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There is no fear in love, but perfect love casts our fear..
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