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Friday, September 29, 2006
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R.I.P.
Angel Kerry
Beloved Best friend and Daughter, and gf of nate
We miss you already angel
Ok, my music is listed here!
Nirvana
My chemical romance
Simple plan
Good Charlotte
Avenged sevenfold
Slipknot
Panic! at the disco
All American Rejects
A Loss For Words
Adair
Against Me!
Aiden
Alexisonfire
Anti-Flag
Armor For Sleep
ASG
Billy Talent
Bouncing Souls
Britt Black
Bullet for My Valentine
Cartel
Comeback Kid
Crazy Pineapple
Damone
Die Hunns
Down to Earth Approach
Eight Fingers Down
Emanuel
Everytime I Die
Flash Bathory
Flashlight Brown
From Autumn to Ashes
From First to Last
Gatsby's American Dream
Greeley Estates
Gym Class Heroes
Halifax
He is Legend
Hellogoodbye
Helmet
Horse The Band
Hydraulic Sandwich
I Am The Avalanche
Ill Scarlett
Joan Jett and the Blackhearts
Less Than Jake
Lordz
Lorene Drive
Moneen
Monty
Motion City Soundtrack
Mute Math
Near Miss
NOFX
Patent Pending
Pistolita
Protest the Hero
Red Jumpsuit Apparatus
Reggie and the Full Effect
Rise Against
Riverboat Gamblers
Saves The Day
Secret Lives Of The Free Masons
Senses Fail
Shiragirl
Silverstein
So They Say
Spitalfield
Split Fifty
Stretch Arm strong
The Academy Is..
The Appreciation Post
The Blackout Pact
The Bled
The Casualties
The Early November
The Fully Down
The Modern Day Saint
The Pink Spiders
The Smashup
The Sounds
The Summer Obsession
The Sunstreak
The Vincent Black Shadow
Thursday
Tip The Van
Tokyo Rose
Underoath
Valient Thorr
Verbana Darvell
We are the Fury
Next year, we will be strangers in different schools Only the sound, oh the beautiful sound your voice made as we sang in chorus, is left in my mind I must admit that I was a bit jealous of you For I knew you were better than me at some things I remember in a note you wrote me "You know what I think, correction you know what I know? I know we will be best friends forever" I never let that go. I remember those hott summer days at the pool At the Parade Sleepovers Our voices always came together, and now Im forced to say goodbye, though it will be hard because we always said that I'd be there for you and you'd be there for me, I tried my best to keep my end, but in the end all we get is our tears or sorrow Your voice, and your wisdom will always remain with me, and all you have to do is call. will you remember the day we ment? Probably not, but I just wanted you to know that you will always be my best friend. Phillisha~ Girl, I know ur probably still mad at me, and honestly I dont blame you. I wrote this poem from the bottom of my heart, and even if you still hate me, every word i said in here is true. I have been jealous of you, because you always seemed to be better than me, and I know next year, We'll probably loose contact, but forever you remain apart of me. From you I have learned a lesson. Never take friends for granted. Because you can have them one day, and the next thing you know there gone. I only wish I could have been a better friend to you.Im sorry Nikki
Saying Goodbye
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by Nicole L'Heureux
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So soft
the brief touch of your lips
on my cheek.
Was I almost intruding?
"Look after yourself "
should have been
"I love you!"
Then the Jumbo flew over
my head
and I shouted my love
above the roar
and thundering thrust
. . . as if you'd hear.
Through the clouds in my eyes
I watched you fly away
and wished I'd been born with wings.
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Gotta change my answering machine
Now that I'm alone
Cuz right now it says that we
Can't come to the phone
And I know it makes no sense
Cuz you walked out the door
But it's the only way I hear your voice anymore
(it's ridiculous)
It's been months
And for some reason I just
(can't get over us)
And I'm stronger then this
(enough is enough)
No more walkin round
With my head down
I'm so over being blue
Cryin over you
And I'm so sick of love songs
So tired of tears
So done with wishing you were still here
Said I'm so sick of love songs so sad and slow
So why can't I turn off the radio?
Gotta fix that calender I have
That's marked May 17
Because since there's no more you
There's no more anniversary
I'm so fed up with my thoughts of you
And your memory
And how every song reminds me
Of what used to be
That's the reason I'm so sick of love songs
So tired of tears
So done with wishing you were still here
Said I'm so sick of love songs so sad and slow
So why can't I turn off the radio?
(Leave me alone)
Leave me alone
(Stupid love songs)
Dont make me think about her smile
Or having my first child
Let it go
Turning off the radio
Cuz I'm so sick of love songs
So tired of tears
So done with wishing she was still here
Said I'm so sick of love songs so sad and slow
So why can't I turn off the radio?
(why can't I turn off the radio?)
Said I'm so sick of love songs
So tired of tears
So done with wishing she was still here
Said I'm so sick of love songs so sad and slow
So why can't I turn off the radio?
(why can't I turn off the radio?)
And I'm so sick of love songs
So tired of tears
So done with wishin you were still here
Said I'm so sick of love songs so sad and slow
Why can't I turn off the radio?
(why can't I turn off the radio?)
Why can't I turn off the radio?
She walks to school with a lunch she packed
Nobody knows what she's holding back;
Wearing the same dress she wore yesterday,
She hides the bruises with the linen and lace;
oh
The teacher wonders but she doesn't ask,
It's hard to see the pain behind the mask;
Bearing the burdon of a secret storm,
Sometimes she wishes she was never born;
Through the wind and the rain,
She stands hard as a stone in a world that she can't rise above;
But her dreams give her wings and she flies to a place where she's loved.
Concrete Angel
Somebody cries in the middle of the night,
The neighbors hear but they turn out the lights;
A fragile soul caught in the hands of fate,
When morning comes it will be too late.
Through the wind and the rain,
She stands hard as a stone in a world that she can't rise above;
But her dreams give her wings and she flies to a place where she's loved.
Concrete Angel
A statue stands in a shaded place,
An angel girl with an upturned face;
Her name is written on a polished rock,
A broken heart that the world forgot.
Through the wind and the rain,
She stands hard as a stone in a world that she can't rise above;
But her dreams give her wings and she flies to a place where she's loved.
Concrete Angel
Now that I think about it
As I look about our past
I cant help but think and wonder
If it was really worth all this pain
I've had this tender, yet fragile heart
broken yet again
And though it seems It bothers me not
If you know me at all
you can tell it does
I wouldnt cry if it didnt hurt
I wouldnt think if it didnt bother
me at all
Normally, I'd just tell myself that its
time to move on
and forget him
hes just another part of my past
but sometimes I cant help but wonder
Why I even give him that
Maybe all he wanted was for me to forget him in the first place
Never to be remembered
But maybe this one was different
for he still wants to remain friends
He said to me in a follow up call after the break
"Well I hope we dont forget eachother"
So is this of words of someone who is a heartbreaker?
maybe so
but
I still wonder
if he still loves me
or gave all his love for me to her.
I used to fall asleep at night and pretend you were here
I used to look at the stars above and hope you thought of me
I used to think that nothing to get in the way
That I had the anwsers to everything
That I held the key to your heart
But what was, was lost
Now its like nothing happened
Or at least to you
I have been dumped for another girl
Another guy has broken this heart
It hasnt been the first
But is has been the last
I used to think he loved me
Or so I thought
I know this deadly feeling
Will never go away
I thought he loved me
Me, and only me
But what was, was lost
And I'm the one who was found guilty
I used to think I knew him
I used to think about him constantly
I still do
He dumped me for another girl
It was my one fear
To lose him to someone better
But he still wants to be friends
I dont think I can do it
It hurts too much inside
I used to think he loved me
But I guess I was fooled, and Found guilty on the inner side.
~~~~Dedicated to alex,not like he deserves my time nemore.
One more anti-hero worship
from the depths
of some enigmatic fool
that left the suburbs
for the open fields
of post modern flight from hell.
No, not from the quakes
or the rumblings of racism,
that stench we all tend
to want to get rid of,
but the fact that there
were just too many things wrong.
So off I went to the last
journey of my youth,
through the pubs and alleys
of Los Angeles that served
many nights of reckless talk
and the establishment be damned.
There goes Happy House, Scream
and all those open up at 10 pm
party houses, where you paid 5 bucks
to drink yourself to life,
and walk out Saturday morning at 6 am
like the kind demons we were.
And dance the pain that we had
kept for the week
and wonder what 30 would be like
and if the Virgin Prunes
were right about
"If I die I die".
But then, that love in your soul
the one that makes you write
and pour out those false indignities
that caress your heart and mind
for after all we've been through
stars have their moments and then they die.
As soon as I get into my bed, and turn the radio on, I hear his voice, As I sit there and listen to the kind words, I start to dream off, into a world that has only him and I, me and Him.
We would never be as far apart as we are today, I would dream of him holding me, we'd be together for as long as forever takes, and longer. The time seems to disapear into thin
air when I get the chance to talk to him, he treats the world with all of his gentleness, and kindness, and always knows what to say.
So girlz who knows what this is like, your not alone, if you have that one guy who takes your breath away, then never let him go, for if you do, it will soon be long regreted, and you will start
to miss the one and only that you know for a fact that hes the one. SO don't let go, simply hold on. I promise it will all work out for the better.
A touch, soft and tender.
A whisper, full of desire
A gasp of sweet surrender
As passion fuels the fire
No words spoken between them
No promises to be kept
No lies being told tonight
No looking back - no regrets
Longing to hold each other
Such precious little time
Both vowed to another
Being lonely their only crime
Tomorrow bringing sorrow
A brief moment of shame
With the memory of this one night
A release from passion's flames
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Silence builds an awful wreckage of a girl
It feeds on loneliness and creates a void
Gray shadows haunt and torment and torture
A teenager is stricken and destroyed
There is no sound of laughter or happiness here
The little one has thrown in the towel today
Somber, melancholy moods decay the soul
It is futile to hope and dream and pray
Emptiness builds a home in this woman
In this girl, this child where hollows have bred
A deepening sea of nowhereness consumes
And eats away at every connecting thread
Confusion feeds like a savage inside her,
Leaving nothing considered worthy remains
Destined to walk through life less ordinary
Alone, exiled, different and disdained.
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Wednesday, March 08, 2006
This is the story of a girl,
Who cried a river and drowned the whole world!
And while she looked so sad in photographs,
I absolutely love her,
When she smiles...
How many days in a year?
She woke up with hope but she only found tears.
And I can be so insincere,
Making her promises never for real!
As long as she stands there waiting,
Wearing the holes in the soles of her shoes!
How many days disappear?
When you look in the mirror so how do you choose?
Your clothes never wear as well the next day,
And your hair never falls in quite the same way-
But you never seem to run out of things to say...
THIS IS THE STORY OF A GIRL,
WHO CRIED A RIVER AND DROWNED THE WHOLE WORLD!
AND WHILE SHE LOOKED SO SAD IN PHOTOGRAPHS,
I ABSOLUTELY LOVE HER,
WHEN SHE SMILES...
How many lovers would stay?
Just to put of with this shi*t day after day!
How did we wind up this way?
Watching our mouths for the words that we say.
As long as we stand here waiting,
Wearing the clothes of the souls that we choose!
How do we get there today?
When we're walking to far for the price of our shoes!
Your clothes never wear as well the next day,
And your hair never falls in quite the same way-
But you never seem to run out of things to say!...
THIS IS THE STORY OF A GIRL,
WHO CRIED A RIVER AND DROWNED THE WHOLE WORLD!
AND WHILE SHE LOOKED SO SAD IN PHOTOGRAPHS,
I ABSOLUTELY LOVE HER,
WHEN SHE SMILES...
Your clothes never wear as well the next day,
And your hair never falls in quite the same way-
But you never seem to run out of things to say...
This is the story of a girl,
Who cried a river and drowned the whole world!
And while she looks so sad in photographs,
I absolutely love her-
This is the story of a girl;
Her pretty face she hid from the world!
And while she looks so sad and lonely there,
I absolutely love her,
When she smiles...
This is the story of a - girl!
Who cried a river and drowned the whole world!
And while she looks so sad in photographs,
I absolutely love her,
When she smiles...
When she smiles.
Phillisha~ Ur my best friend in the entire world, And I'm sorry for assuming things.
Sunday, February 12, 2006
Each school year is like a beginning and ending of a chapter of our lives.
We have mourned the deaths of friends and family that have passed.
We think about all the fun times with friends
Our lovely ex boyfriends or girlfriends.
We have to set our boundries while we figure out what we really stand for
Its rough sometimes cuz we just don't know what to do
We end up comparing ourselves with everyone around us.
While some make smart desicions, others fall back
We loose the friends that we said we'd grow old with
Its time to relize that this isn't a game
This is the real world, the real deal.
Throughout our expirences, we've learned to love
We've learned to hate, We've learned that some people
Have never made it as far as we are today
We have to relize that things get tougher than they already are
We have to deal
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