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Breaking News: Rep. Barney Frank and NORML Team Up on Federal Decriminalization Legislation
Posted by Ron Fisher to Legalize It - The National Organization for the Reform of Marijuana Laws March 24 10:39pm

US Congressman Barney Frank (D-MA) has announced that he will shortly introduce legislation in Congress to strip the federal government of its authority to arrest responsible cannabis consumers. Representative Frank made the announcement Friday on the nationally syndicated television show, "Real Time With Bill Maher."

heres a link:
http://blog.norml.org/2008/03/24/norml-partners-with-rep-barney-frank-d-ma-to-introduce-federal-decriminalization-legislation/

“It's time for the politicians to catch up with the public on this [issue],” Frank said. "The notion that you lock people up for smoking marijuana is pretty silly."

Frank's pending bill seeks to eliminate all federal penalties prohibiting the personal use and possession of up to 100 grams (3 1/2 ounces) of marijuana. Under this measure, adults who consume cannabis would no longer face arrest, prison, or even the threat of a civil fine. The bill also eliminates all penalties prohibiting the not-for-profit transfers of up to one ounce of pot.

NORML Legal Counsel Keith Stroup, who worked closely with Frank's staff to draft this legislation, said, "If passed by Congress, this legislation would legalize the possession, use, and non-profit transfer of marijuana by adults for the first time since 1937." The bill incorporates the basic recommendation of the National Commission on Marijuana and Drug Abuse (also known as the Shafer Commission).

Currently, 12 states have enacted various versions of marijuana decriminalization, eliminating criminal penalties for minor pot violations. Passage of these laws has not led to increased marijuana use.

In fact, the only U.S. government study ever commissioned to assess whether the enforcement of strict legal penalties positively impacts marijuana use found, "Overall, the preponderance of the evidence which we have gathered and examined points to the conclusion that decriminalization has had virtually no effect either on the marijuana use or on related attitudes and beliefs about marijuana use among American young people."

Similar statewide legislation is pending in New Hampshire and Vermont. Additionally, Massachusetts voters will decide on a statewide decriminalization measure this November.

According to a nationwide CNN/Time Magazine poll, more than three-quarters of American adults favor decriminalizing marijuana.

Alerts will be posted to this page and www.norml.org once this bill is assigned a bill # and committee so that folks can contact their representative urging support of this bill.

For more information, please contact Keith Stroup, NORML Legal Counsel, at (202) 483-5500.

http://www.norml.org/index.cfm?Group_ID=7561

Published On: 3/25/2008
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D.O.P.E. is coming!!!!
DEATH OR PRISON EVENTUALLY!!!!!
A true story about the greats of Skating
Bruce Logan World Champion 1975 76
Dogtowns Jay Adams maybe the skater who revolusionised skateboarding
Dennis Martinez world Chmapion
Christian Hosoi the skate star of the 80s
D.O.P.E. tracks the Rise and Fall and Redemption of Four major skateboard legends.
Stunning archival footage and current HD interviews take you on a rollercoaster ride through heaven and hell, where the highs of championship trophies are followed by the lows of addiction,homelessness,prison and death. Original music by Grammy winners ARRESTED DEVELOPMENT, P.O.D> and SWITCHFOOT along with some exciting new musical groups is perfectly married with the gritty narration of famed actor DANNY TREJO. The Rise is steep the fall is brutal and the Redemption nothing less than miraculous.
 
Nobody"s going to get up for popcorn during this film; I coudn't turn away for a second.
WATCH IT
-Actor Danny Trejo
 
D.O.P.E is DogTown with a message. I've skated all my life, and write this with a broken wrist from skating. This film is all about brokenness, but so much more, this film is about redemption!!!
 
-Jim Moriarty, CEO Surfrider Foundation
 
Everyone pretty much knows that drugs wreck LIVES, but somehow the message doesn't seem to hit home enough to stop people from doin' 'em D.O.P.E. delivers the point with both barrels. With unflinching cander and unfeigned grit, the amazing story of one of skateboarding's founding legends; Dennis Martinez speaks with authority that transcends wards of power that will change lives.
 
-Skateboarding Legend Rodney Mullen
 
This movie shows how any person at the top of their game can be taken over by the uncontrolled power of drugs and be changed forever. You can only ride the edge so far before you FALL.
 
-Professional Skateboarder, 6 times X Games Champion Bucky Lasek
 
A Fascinating glimpse into the rise , fall and redemption of some of the world's greatest
- Michael Brooke, Publisher, Concrete Wave
 
In sharing this with you all I feel is blessed to be a part of this.
Like last year
Myself and Dennis Martinez are going to be going into the schools in the Cayman Islands to share this message and then on the 31st May 2008 we will be showing the movie in one of the local Cinemas.
Being in Law Enforcemnet I have had first hand experience seeing people make the wrong decision to get involved in drugs. I have seen families torn appart, people die because of drugs, do time, and suffer illnesses which have lead also to eventuall death.
 
Dennis Martinez is someone who has lived it at the top earning over $40,000.00US per month in the 1970's, he had alll sponsorships, shoes, boards, cars all the trimmings being the top dog in skating, he then threw it all away for drugs. Imagine  he pawned for $500.00US  of DOPE his pride and joy his WORLD CUP which he set his eyes on from the age of 12 years old. He lived on the streets saw his freinds die, robbed for a living to also feed his drug habit. He did time in prison; then something changed he now has a life he is a tireless worker for the better. He now pasters to CAT 4 prisoners he shares his experience so others do not make the same mistakes he and others made. I advise all to watch this movie as their are lessons to be learned by all
if you use drugs think about what help is out there seek it and get off it and if you know people do the right thing as a freind help them. THE LIFE YOU SAVE MIGHT BE YOUR OWN.
If you come to the Cayman Islands to skate BLACK PEARL you can say hi cause I will be there. a skater and PROUD FARTHER of
Brian 16
Sean 7
Juliana 2 she also skates
They skate and can be seen at Black Pearl
 
 
Steve Myers
Royal Cayman Islands Police Service
 


Published On: 3/6/2008
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My Blog: Untitled
By: A_Fallen_Hero


i couldnt think of a name for this so any help with a name would b appreciated...



The days go by, like being in prison.

Separated from the world, I’m all alone.

Separated from you, I’m all alone.

Lines cut deep into the cold stone walls.

Four down, one across,

Four down, one across,

Four down, one across.

The walls start to fill.

Even a blind man could see my sorrow.

I wish upon a star that’s already burnt out,

To share a smile…

Share a gaze…

Share a heartbeat…

Share a kiss…

With you.



Published On: 1/21/2008
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....FOR FREEDOM!!!

 

 “In a time of deceit telling the truth is a revolutionary act. –George Orwell

 

The year is 1913, Woodrow Wilson is president, and powerful banking interests, who have been trying for year, finally achieved their long term goal, of silently taking control of the American government.

     The first thing the did to accomplish their take over was convince secretary of state, Flan Denox, to lie to the American people, and tell them that the 16th amendment [Income Tax Amendment] had been legally ratified by the states when it was not. The bankers knew that this tax would ultimately end up in their pockets.

     Because of this fraud the American people were led to believe there was a tax on their labor. Congress and the President ARE completely aware of this fraud and it was cited in a recent court case:

 

“If you… examined [the 16th amendment] carefully, you would find that a sufficient number of states ratified that amendment.” -U.S. District Court Judge, James C. Fox, 2003

 

That very same year [1913] the bankers committed their second, and by far most diabolical fraud ever perpetrated on the American people, by bribing senators to pass the Federal Reserve Act, without the required Constitutional amendment. They did this during Christmas vacation, when many senators where home celebrating Christmas with their families.

     And that is how the unconstitutional Federal Reserve Act came into being. They were very clever, and understood that who ever issued the money for America controlled the government.

 

“Give me control of a nations money supply, and I care not who makes its laws.” -Mayer Rothschild, Private Banker

 

President Wilson, who signed the Federal Reserve Act later said in regret:

“I’m a most unhappy man; I have unwittingly ruined my country a great industrial nation is now controlled by a system of credit. We are no longer a government by free opinion, no longer a government by conviction and the vote of the majority, but a government by the opinions and duress of a small group of dominant men.” -Woodrow Wilson, 1919

 

How did America transform from being a truly free country with a servant government where our individual rights are protected by our Constitution, to being a country that talked about being free but really wasn’t?

     The change started when the Federal Reserve came into existence, and America adopted one of the major planks of the Communist Manifesto by creating for America this central bank.

     The very same people that back the Federal Reserve System also back the graduated income tax, a second plank from the Communist Manifesto.

     And now our Congress so dominated by the banks, is helping them entrap people even further by passing new Bankruptcy Laws making it more difficult for the people to declare bankruptcy and get a fresh start.

 

“Who controls money controls the world.” -Henry Kissinger, Council of Foreign Relations

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*President Bush has signed executive orders give him sole authority to impose martial law and suspending Habeas Corpus. This gives him dictatorial power over the people without any checks or balances.

 

*The government can jail you for life without charges, without trial, and without a lawyer.

 

*Because of globalization the U.S. must accept other nations’ laws. Under the CAFTA treaty the sale of vitamins and supplements will be illegal.

 

*Executive Order# 10999: Allows the government to take over all modes of transportation.

 

*Executive Order# 11000: Allows the government to mobilize civilians into work brigades under government supervision.

 

* Executive Order# 11921: Provides that the president can declare a state of emergency that is not defined and Congress cannot review the action for six months.

 

*Senate Bill# 1873: Allows the government to vaccinate you with untested vaccines against your will.

 

*The FDA says: Americans do not have a right to know which foods are genetically modified.

 

*Congressman Sensenbrenner’s Bill (HR1528): Requires you to spy on you neighbors including wearing a wire. Refusal would be punishable by a mandatory prison sentence of at least two years.

 

*The government claims the power to seize all financial interments: gold, silver, and everything else if they deem an emergence exists. –treasury department letter, Aug. 12, 2005

 

*There are 190 countries in the world; American has bases in 130 them.

 

The Patriot Act permits:

*Secret FBI and police searches of your home and office.

*Secret government wiretaps on you phone, computer and/or internet activity.

*Secret investigations of your bank record, credit cards and other financial records.

*Secret investigations of your library and book activities.

*Secret examinations of your metical, travel and business records.

*The freezing of funds and assets without prior notice or appeal.

*The creation of secret watch lists that ban those named from air and other travel.

 

“The Constitution is just a goddamn piece of paper.” -George W. Bush, Nov. 2005, Capitol Hill Blue

 

During the 1990’s President Clinton monitored millions of private phone calls placed by U.S. citizens. He did this under a secret program code named: Echelon. The wide spread use of wire tapping Americans during the Clinton administration proves that this practice was not started because of 9/11 but is standard procedure.

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The new legislation for the national ID card is in and takes three to for pages to describe. It will be connected to our driver’s licenses and Social security numbers. A physical ID such as finger prints or retinal print will be on it.

This law known as the Real ID Act takes effect in May 2008. Anyone with out a card will not be permitted to board an air plain, Amtrak train, open a bank account, or enter a federal building.

The bill mandates that all drivers’ licenses contain “common readable technology. A radio frequency identification (RFID) chip will be used.

 

 

“It is time to wake up America. Those ID cards are NOT about defeating terrorism, they are all about controlling the American people.” -Aaron Russo

 

The latest technology for identifying people when they make purchases is the implantable chip that can be directly imbedded into human flesh. Its tiny glass capsule is about the size if a grain if rice. It contains an RFID computer chip with a coiled antenna.

Homeland Security, the Department of Defense, and others have expressed great interest in being able to more closely monitor the American people. And one way to do that would be to determine who buys what and where they take these things.

     Radio frequency can travel through walls, wood, the things we normally rely on to protect our privacy. For example your backpack, your pocket, anything you’re wearing or carrying.

     They were talking about having reader devices in every airport, on every bus, every train, on every port and every dock.

     One of the most worrisome applications of RFID is proposals to put in cash. Meaning that you’d be able to track every bank note, where it has been, who it has been issued to, and create an essence an audit trail that would essentially take away the anonymity of cash, that we enjoy today.

     The ATM machine itself, as the money came through the roller device, would be reading each number. And it would know who you are; of course you identify yourself at banks or ATMs. And the ATM would tag the number, and transfer the possession name from, say Bank of America to Joe Jones.

     Once every thing you do is tied down to a single number, and there is no longer the option to pay with cash, then all it takes to render you a non citizen is to simply turn you chip off. Then you won’t be able to participate in ant function in society, including buy food.  

     Through the implementation of the Federal Reserve System, the American citizen has gone from being a private individual who had real money, and gold in possession that was private, to a citizen who has no privacy because all money is now being digitized. They can deduct however amount of money they want out of your digits when ever they want, and they can trace you when ever they want. You’ll be at there mercy. God forbid we allow this to happen in America

    

“This is outrageous! I mean your talking about the government looking over your shoulder at absolutely everything you do, every purchase you make, every place you go, every company you interact with, would be recorded back to potentially the government.” -Katherine Albrecht, author of “Spy Chips”

 

Have we become so controlled and ignorant about our rights, that big institution and big governments can do whatever they want with us even with out our approval?

I know for certain that our founding fathers would resist to the death what is happening in America today. And I for one will not accept a national ID card. And if nobody accepts a national ID card, and nobody can board a plain without one, then let the airlines go bankrupt. And if you can’t open an account in a big national bank, then open one in a small local bank. And if we can’t walk into a federal building, I’d personally consider that a blessing.

Don’t allow these institutions to dictate to us how we conduct our lives. This is America, and we have free choice! We the people have the power not the government. The government gets its power from us, not the other way around.

Think of all the men and women that died in all our wars fighting for freedom, not Federal Reserve bankers. Do you think they sacrificed their lives so America could get chipped like a dog, so we can all have homing devices inside us? NO! This ID card is the last step before they implant us, and that is precisely the reason no one should accept one.

And you know what they’re going to do? They’re going to call in the propaganda machine, the media, and try to sell this RFID chip as if it was in everybody’s best interest.

 

“We shall have a world government whether or not we like it. The only question is whether the world government will be achieved by conquest or consent.” -Paul Warburg, architect of the Federal Reserve System, 1950

 

The central bankers of the world are working together to create a one world government. A global police sinister was the only thing George Orwell ever wrote about. Where every person on the planet Earth will have an RFID chip implant, where the bankers and the governments have access to every transaction you make.

A chip in every in everybody would be the universal monitory system, because there would be no escape from it.

Most people don’t have a clue that these unelected private bankers, actually control the governments of the world. They have actually financed and profited from ever war since World War I, without concern for humanity. The war in Iraq is an attempt by the Federal Reserve and their partner the Bank of England to control the middle east, and make it part of the new world order.

 

“Military men are just dumb stupid animals, to be used as pawn in foreign policies.” -Henry Kissinger

 

     The war on terrorism is the war on your freedom.

 

“The bankers own take it away from them but leave them the power to create money, and with the flick of the pen they will create enough money to buy it back again. However, take away the power to create money, and all great fortunes like mine will disappear and ought to disappear, for this would be a happier and better world to live in.

But if you wish to remain slaves of the bankers and pay the cost of your own slavery, let them continue to create money.” - Sir Josiah Stamp, former director of the Bank of England

 

“We are grateful to the Washington Post, the New York Times, Time Magazine, and other great publications whose directors have attended our meetings and respected their promises of discretion for almost 40 years.

     It would have been impossible for us to develop our plans for the world if we had been subjected to the lights of publicity during those years. But now the world is more sophisticated and prepared to march toward a world government. The supra national sovereignty of an intellectual elite and world bankers is surely preferable to the national auto determination, practiced in past centuries.” 

-David Rockefeller, private banker, council on foreign relations, June 1991

 

“The real rulers in Washington are invisible and exercise power from behind the scenes.” -Felix Frankfuter, U.S. Supreme Court Justice

 

“It is well enough that people of the nation do not understand our banking and monetary system, for if they did, I believe there would be a revolution before tomorrow morning.” -Henry Ford

 

     Now that you do understand what happened in 1913, and how it is leading to world government, the future depends on you. Will you choose freedom or slavery? Stop living in fear of your government. Government is the servant. We are the masters.

So what are you going to do about it? Join together in civil disobedience. Be willing to take part in nationwide strikes, boycotts, and marches on Washington. Force Congress to use their power to shut down the Federal Reserve. Government has authority to issue money, without paying interest to the bankers. This will take away the power to control our government from the bankers. Only vote for candidates who have signed an affidavit to shut down the Federal Reserve System and stop world government.

If you are in the military or law enforcement, remember you swore an oath to defend the American Constitution. You didn’t swear an oath to promote world government. Honor your Oath.

DONOT accept the national ID card, even if it’s your drivers’ license. We must demand that the American peoples gold be audited, and make certain that it has not been stolen. This asset must be returned to the American people.

Abolish computer voting in the state where you live. Stop being a good Democrat, stop being a good Republican, start being good Americans.

And when the media starts telling you that the country will fall apart if this is done, don’t be fooled. This is just the Federal Reserve trying to save itself. Squash it!

 

“I like the old idea, where you could do what you thought you could do and what you wanted to do as long as you didn’t hurt anyone.”

 -Ron Paul

 

If you believe in civil disobedience and wish to organize with millions of Americans in this battle for liberty, please sign up at freedomtofascism.com, and if you choose not to help, report to Central Services immediately and we will have you fitted for an RFID chip… for you own safety, of course.

 

”We must all hang together, or assuredly we shall all hang separately.”
-Benjamin Franklin, at the signing of the Declaration of
Independence, July 4, 1776

 Uninted we stand, Divided we fall.

www.ronpaul2008.com

 

www.wethepeoplefoundation.org

 Source:

America: from freedom to fascism (DVD)
 
http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-1656880303867390173

 



Published On: 11/10/2007
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Artist: Cradle Of Filth Song: Nymphetamine

Laid to the river
Midsummer, I waved
A "V" of black swans
On with hope to the grave
And though Red September
With skies fire-paved
I begged you appear
Like a thorn for the holy ones

Cold was my soul
Untold was the pain
I faced when you left me
A rose in the rain....
So I swore to the razor
That never, enchained
Would your dark nails of faith
Be pushed through my veins again

Bared on your tomb
I'm a prayer for your loneliness
And would you ever soon
Come above onto me?
For once upon a time
On the binds of your loneliness
I could always find the slot for your sacred key

Six feet deep is the incision
In my heart, that barless prison
Discoulours all with tunnel vision

Sunsetter...
Nymphetamine

Sick and weak from my condition
This lust, this vampyric addiction
To Her alone in full submission

None better...
Nymphetamine

Nymphetamine, Nymphetamine...
Nymphetamine girl.

Nymphetamine, Nymphetamine...
My Nymphetamine girl.

Wicked with your charm
I'm circled like prey
Back in the forest
Were whispers persuade
More sugar trails
More white lady laid
Than pillars of salt...
(keeping Sodom at at bay)

Fold to my arms
Hold their message away
And dance out to the moon
As we did in those golden days

Christening stars
I remember the way
We were needle and spoon
Mislaid in the burning hay

Bared on your tomb
I'm a prayer for your loneliness
And would you ever soon
Come above onto me?
For once upon a time
On the binds of your loneliness
I could always find the slot for your sacred key

Six feet deep is the incision
In my heart, that barless prison
Discoulours all with tunnel vision

Sunsetter...
Nymphetamine

Sick and weak from my condition
This lust, this vampyric addiction
To Her alone in full submission

None better...
Nymphetamine

Nymphetamine, Nymphetamine...
Nymphetamine girl.

Nymphetamine, Nymphetamine...
My Nymphetamine girl.



Published On: 5/17/2007
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Universal Life Church Houston

 

www.universal_life_church_houston@yahoo.com.  Is seeking assistance in the form of donations to help the homeless. Many of these people receive Social Security and other Federal and State assistance. However; due to rising costs, and the lack of mental capacity, these people are victimized and left homeless, often with drug and alcohol dependencies... These people squander their Federal and State assistance in days. This money is meant to last the month, these are your tax dollars being wasted … we are helping them but in the wrong way…so a proposal to establish a care treatment center to teach and assist these publicly dependent people is being established by this church.

Adult care for those that need it... they will no longer wander the streets day and night and be prone to crimes or victims of crime. Their direct supervision will stop crime and reduce reciditivness of those on public support by our church’s watchful eye.

The church seeks to direct these people to areas away from the mainstream population so you will not need to be bothered with them any further... them and yourselves will be reasonably safe. Your tax dollars will no longer be wasted for each person we assist in this program.

This is a self supporting program. Once established with your donations the program will take in enough funds to offset its operating costs... so no additional cost will be incurred for this program...

We do not wish to seek government grants or funds since the government would then dictate to the program how it is operated...the governments’ structure has failed to date; to do anything but waste your tax money and promote crime in these areas. They fail to regulate existing programs in a manner necessary to ensure compliance for those receiving your tax based financial support.

What is this program??? Simply put…

It is the purchase of a building for habitation by those in need of affordable housing that are currently receiving government funding (social security –disability payments, welfare  etc..) for alcohol and drug dependencies or physical and mental disabilities. Or for those who are being released from prisons, hospitals, mental institutions, or found on the street; homeless. These people are incapable of sustaining a living without direct or indirect form of direction and supervision...

Please send donations to:

Rev. Christopher Deiotte

Universal Life Church Houston

2505 Fannin Street

Houston, TX 77002

www.universal_life_church_houston@yahoo.com

 

Thank You and Have a Blessed Day!



Published On: 3/1/2007
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hey hey..hope every1 had a great thanksgiving with lots of food!i did ...i feel bad for the homeless cuz they didn't get any good shi*t..even prisoners got turkey lol!i had 2 dinners and well  when i got here for the 2nd one my aunts were trashed and bugged the hell out of my lil sis(who will have a fit if u light a cig. around her)she felt uncomfortable...i saw it in her eyes!
     ..anyways..
i am really upset about nickolas
he was a runaway then got caught and escaped!!!he is really going to have to stay hid this time or he is f*cked!plus since we aren't dating i have been talking to another guy (we are friends)and well it is evoling into something more and i kinda want to let it but i don't know how to say good-bye to nick or if i even want to!!!i hate life being like this!and on top of that nick's dude,H  is trying to hook up and my ex,Gary is wanting to get back with me- which isn't happening!well i don't know what to do but i better do it  quick cuz i might lose em' all!Holla if u got any input on that,lol!Well i suppose  this is long enuff..peace out
...keely...


Published On: 11/24/2006
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My Blog: My Songs
By: BrokenSoul09


Lips Of An Angel
 
Honey why you calling me so late
It's kinda hard to talk right now
Honey why you crying is everything okay
I gotta whisper cause I can't be too loud
Well, my girl's in the next room
Sometimes I wish she was you
I guess we never really moved on
It's really good to hear your voice saying my name
It sounds so sweet
Coming from the lips of an angel
Hearing those words it makes me weak
And I never wanna say goodbye
But girl you make it hard to be faithful
With the lips of an angel

It's funny that you're calling me tonight
And yes I dreamt of you too
And does he know you're talking to me
Will it start a fight
No I don't think she has a clue
Well my girl's in the next room
Sometimes I wish she was you
I guess we never really moved on
It's really good to hear your voice saying my name
It sounds so sweet
Coming from the lips of an angel
Hearing those words it makes me weak
And I never wanna say goodbye
But girl you make it hard to be faithful
With the lips of an angel

It's really good to hear your voice saying my name
It sounds so sweet
Coming from the lips of an angel
Hearing those words it makes me weak
And I never wanna say goodbye
But girl you make it hard to be faithful
With the lips of an angel
(And I never wanna say goodbye)
But girl you make it hard to be faithful
With the lips of an angel
Honey why you calling me so late

Hate me

[message on voicemail:] Hi Justin! This is your mother. It is 2:33 on Monday afternoon. I was just calling to see how you were doing. You sounded really uptight last night, it made me a little nervous, and a little, well it made me nervous, but it sounded like you were nervous too. I just want to make sure you are really okay and wanted to see if you were checking in on your medication too. You know I love ya and take care honey. I know your under a lot of pressure. See ya. Bye Bye!

I have to block out thoughts of you so I don’t lose my head
They crawl in like a cockroach leaving babies in my bed
Dropping little reels of tape to remind me that I’m alone
Playing movies in my head that make a person feel like home
There's a burning in my pride, a nervous bleeding in my brain
An ounce of peace is all I want for you. will you never call again?
And will you never say that you love me just to put it in my face?
And will you never try to reach me? it is I that wanted space

Hate me today
Hate me tomorrow
Hate me for all the things I didn’t do for you

Hate me in ways
Yeah ways hard to swallow
Hate me so you can finally see what’s good for you

I’m sober now for 3 whole months it’s one accomplishment that you helped me with
The one thing that always tore us apart is the one thing I won’t touch again
In my sick way I want to thank you for holding my head up late at night
While I was busy waging wars on myself, you were trying to stop the fight
You never doubted my warped opinions on things like suicidal hate
You made me compliment myself when it was way too hard to take
So I’ll drive so freaking far away that I never cross your mind
And do whatever it takes in your heart to leave me behind

Hate me today
Hate me tomorrow
Hate me for all the things I didn’t do for you

Hate me in ways
Yeah ways hard to swallow
Hate me so you can finally see what’s good for you

And with a sad heart I say bye to you and wave
Kicking shadows on the street for every mistake that I had made
And like a baby boy I never was a man
Until I saw your blue eyes cry and I held your face in my hand
And then I fell down yelling “Make it go away!”
Just make a smile come back and shine just like it used to be
And then she whispered “How can you do this to me?”

Hate me today
Hate me tomorrow
Hate me for all the things I didn’t do for you

Hate me in ways
Yeah ways hard to swallow
Hate me so you can finally see what’s good for you
For you
For you
For you
 
Savin me
 
prison gates won’t open up for me
On these hands and knees I’m crawling
Oh, I reach for you

Well I’m terrified of these four walls
These iron bars can’t hold my soul in
All I need is you
Come please I’m calling
And oh I scream for you
Hurry I’m falling
I'm falling

Show me what it’s like
To be the last one standing
And teach me wrong from right
And I’ll show you what I can be
And say it for me
Say it to me
And I’ll leave this life behind me
Say it if it’s worth savin' me

Heaven’s gates won’t open up for me
With these broken wings I’m falling
And all I see is you

These city walls ain’t got no love for me
I’m on the ledge of the eighteenth story
And oh I scream for you
Come please I’m calling
And all I need from you
Hurry I’m falling
I'm falling

Show me what it’s like
To be the last one standing
And teach me wrong from right
And I’ll show you what I can be
And say it for me
Say it to me
And I’ll leave this life behind me
Say it if it’s worth savin' me
Hurry I’m falling

Yeah, yeah-hey

And all I need is you
Come please I’m calling
And oh I scream for you
Hurry I’m falling
I'm falling
I'm falling

Show me what it’s like
To be the last one standing
And teach me wrong from right
And I’ll show you what I can be
And say it for me
Say it to me
And I’ll leave this life behind me
Say it if it’s worth savin' me
Hurry I’m falling

And say it for me
Say it to me
And I’ll leave this life behind me
Say it if it’s worth savin' me
 
 
 
When I was seven they said I was strange
I noticed that my eyes and hair weren't the same
I asked my parents if I was OK
They said you're more beautiful and that's the way
They show that they wish that they had your smile
So my confidence was up for a while
I got real comfortable with my own style
I knew that they were only jealous cos
People are all the same
And we only get judged by what we do
My personality reflects me
And if I'm ugly then so are you
So are you

There was a time when I felt like I cared


That I was shorter than everyone there
People made me feel like life was unfair
And I did things that made me ashamed
Cos I didn't know my body would change
I grew taller than them in more ways
But there will always be the one who will say
Something bad to make them feel great

People are all the same
And we only get judged by what we do
My personality reflects me
And if I'm ugly then so are you
So are you 
People are all the same
And we only get judged by what we do
My personality reflects me
And if I'm ugly then so are you
So are you

Everybody talks bad about somebody and
Never realises how it affects somebody and
You bet it won't be forgotten
Envy is the only thing it could be

Cos people are all the same
and we only get judged by what we do
my personality reflects me
and if I'm ugly then so are you
So are you

People are all the same
and we only get judged by what we do
my personality reflects me
and if I'm ugly then so are you
so are you
 
post this on your blog!!!

 


Published On: 9/7/2006
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I am a prisoner of words unsaid just lonely feelings locked deep inside my head I trap myself further every time I stay quiet I should start to speak But I stopped and stayed quiet and now I’ve made my own hard bed inside a prison of words unsaid

I am a P.O.W not a prisoner of war but a prisoner of words like a soldier I’m a fighter yet only a puppet I say what u wanna hear could u take it if I came clear? M.I.A I guess that’s what I am searching this cold earth for a piece of myself for peace in myself

It’d be easier if u  me in jail if u locked me away I’d have someone to blame but these bars of steel are of my making they surround my mind and have me shaking I am a prisoner of the worst kind in fact a prisoner of compromise, a prisoner of compassion a prisoner of kindness a prisoner of my expectations 

A prisoner of age dying to be young to my head is a hand with a gun and its cold and hard cause there nowhere to run when you’ve caged yourself by holding your tongue

I am a prisoner of words unsaid just lonely feelings locked deep inside my head it’s like a solitary confinement every time I stay quiet I should start to speak but I stop and stay quiet and mow I’ve made my own hard bed inside a prison of words unsaid



Published On: 8/13/2006
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with but 4 weeks until school college starts one might begin thinking certain things. As we have all grown up dreading the end of the labour day weekend and the start of the long grind of high school this next few weeks have always been precious; desperately attempting to pack every hour of everyday full of mindless events that simply keep any thought of the upcoming tragedy that is school out of our adolescent minds. Most dreaded the beginning of the high school year for different reasons, "who am i going to date", "what if i dont wear the right cloths" do people still remember my name as that kid" "should i start wearing deodorant this year"... but from the most popular to that kid who sat alone eating tuna all year while reading dungeons and dragons strategy guides. We all feared the same thing, the novelty of seeing friends everyday would soon wear thin and the endless grind of classes we didnt want to take and would ultimately make little or no difference to anything any of us would end up doing.  But despite five years of septembers through junes most of us survived and had the privilege of enduring a wearisome ceremony called graduation, which led to what we thought was total freedom. In the great municipality of Grand Forks most have squandered cette freedom and have elected to life it out here in GF, for some this has been a good choice, but for most the miserable days seem to slide by into weeks and months as they get older, less intelligent, and we all know, uglier and any hope of success, well, just doesnt exist anymore.  But this is besides the point, the rest of us have taken this gift of freedom and have for some reason or another elected to go back to what we all feared and dreaded so much, school.... but i tell you this is different, its a vacation, a trip, the first fronteer of our young lives. We escape the prison of summer, that used to be our saving grace from highschool to head back to the halls and buildings of a new school.  To us now college means our own lives outside of our parents roofs, away from work, and all the stress of summer family reunions, and back to friends that will be with us for the rest of our lives; friends that will pour 5 kilogram bags of flour over the shower curtain while we are bathing turning us into a doughy mess, friends who will no doubt stand up in our weddings and object purly as a terrible joke, and friends who will eventually make hilarious sarcastic comments at our funerals. This my friends is what life is about, moving on, breaking free from the iron curtain of high school and our homes (that no doubt love and care for us) but breaking into our own stride and finally running free.  So i say all fear is gone, and excitment is all that remains, make way the path for school, nay college is about to begin again, and im not sure if life can get better...



Published On: 8/7/2006
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Nothing illustrates americas hypocritical drug policy more then las vegas. A cop there once told me If you get caught with any amount of illegal drug in las vegas you could either be heavily fined or do up to four years in prison. And i was like but isnt this vegas where gambling is legal? Yeah lose your car your house your life savings, go for it. And you can drink here too right all night long? Yeah its free drink till you puke we dont care. What if i get horny? GET A HOOKER. Just whatever you do dont go to your room by yourself, smoke a joint, eat a snickers and go to bed without bothering anyone.
 
You see son we're trying to clean up las vegas. We're trying to make it safe for the drunks who wanna gamble and f*ck whores all night.
 
Man, those drunken whore f*ckers got some nerve.....


Published On: 8/7/2006
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IF A MOVIE WAS MADE OF YOUR LIFE, WHAT WOULD THE SOUNDTRACK BE?

So, here's how it works:

Open your library (iTunes, Winamp, Media Player, etc).
Put it on shuffle.
Press play.
For every question type the song that's playing.
When you go to a new question press the next button.
Ready? GO!

Opening Credits:
Saying Sorry – Hawthorne Heights
Comments : this is one weirdo movie

Waking Up:
Memory - Sugarcult
Comments: this won’t ever start lol


Falling In Love:
You Know what they do to guys like us in Prison ~ My Chemical Romance
Comments: HAHAHAHAHAAH!!!

Fight Scene:
Learn to Fly – Foo Fighters
Comments: really too slow for a fight scene

Breaking Up:
Crazy Train ~ Ozzy Osbourne
Comments: akward…

Make-up:
On My Own ~ The Used
Comments: Apparently I’m not making up with the guy lol

Secret Love:
Hollowman ~ Trapt
Comments: ???wow???

Life's Okay:
Hot Topic is Not Punk Rock ~ MC Lars
Comments: lol this is the weirdest movie in the world

Heartbreak:
The Last Sunrise ~ Aiden

 Comments: ooooo screamo


Mental Breakdown:
I Feel So…~Blink-182
Comments: that’s a good one!!

Driving:
Blinded in Chains ~ Avenged Sevenfold

 Comments: haha I’m rockin out in my car!

Flashbacks:
I Miss You ~ Blink-182
Comments: how appropriate! Me likeys!

Happy Dance:
Josie ~ (once again) Blink-182
Comments: dude I have more blink-182 songs than all the rest of the songs put together

Regretting:
Under Pressure ~ My Chemical Romance and The Used

Comments: that’s dumb

Long Night Alone:
The Theft ~ Atreyu
Comments: perfect to me!


Final Battle:
Last Call Casualty ~ Bowling for Soup
Comments: I’m going to get a call from a drunken ex-bf

Death Scene:
Hang ‘Em High ~ My Chemical Romance
Comments: grins evilly

Ending Credits:
You Are The One ~ HIM
Comments: I couldn’t have this one earlier? COME ON!



Published On: 7/31/2006
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It took so long to remember just what happened.
I was so young, vestal then, you know it hurt me.
But Im breathing so I guess Im still alive
Even the signs seemed to tell me otherwise.
Got my hands down, and my head down,
And my eyes closed, my throats wide open.
I do unto others what has been done to me.
Do unto others what has been done to you.
Im treading water. I need to sleep a while.
My lamb and martyr, you look so precious.
Wont you, wont you come a bit closer.
Close enough so I can smell you.
I need you to feel this. I cant stand to burn too long.
Release in sodomy. the one sweet moment Im whole.

I do unto you now what has been to me.
I do unto you now, what has been done.
Youre breathing so I guess youre still alive.
Even the signs seem to tell me otherwise.
Wont you, wont you come on up closer.
Close enough so I can smell you.
I need you to feel this. I need this to make me whole.
Relief in sodomy. have you witnessed that blood and flesh can be trusted. i.
Have you witnessed the blood and, this cant be trusted. i.
Only this one holy medium brings me piece of mind.
Got your hands bound, and your head down,
And your eyes closed, you look so precious now.

I have found some kind of temporary sanity in this.
shi*t, blood, and come on my hands. Ive come round full circle.
My lamb and martyr, this will be over soon. you look so precious.
You look so precious now...


Published On: 6/20/2006
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im not a genius but i think we should take all of americas trash and prison inmates and build a trash wall around our borders and have inmate labor sort through the trash and recycle it for use give them 5 for one for each day they work and put some money in a get out of jail or prison fund to start over with..
 build the trash pile a hundered feet tall with look out posts on top and 1000 ft acroost the top...mount the cameras and heat sensors on them ... this country would make enough money from the trash to pay for the fence and the prison labor  to reduce or future taxes on this issues we could start on the high traffic areas first condeming property under eminate domain and saving and reducing costs and possible harm from terrorists and reduce our imigration problem as we start a campain to hunt down illegal immigrants and return them to there own country ...so they may apply for immigration as set by our laws... we should further set a law for a minimum of 10 years imprisonment for any illegal ailean found in this county and a death sentence for a  smuggler of illegal ileans into this countrysince this can allow terrorists in to this country.


Published On: 6/8/2006
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future leaders of the world
"let me out"

I found some peace today
I grit my teeth
And swallow all my pain and selfish pride
I use to hide behind

[Chorus]
Let me out, let me out I’m singing
Let me out, let me out I’m singing
I’m a liar and a cheat in prison
Accused of telling the truth
[X2]

The flames are panes, they pain my eyes
Child alone since his face won’t lie
Time burns my soles again
Sifting through the smoking lies
Swimming next in a loveless dive
first and last ain't ever the same, so I’ll keep on singing this
I don’t care if you’re right or if I'm always wrong
Just want to sing my song before this whole world

[Chorus X2]

Now and forever
I stand to sever all ties and connections with recollections of pain or fear
From Police, society, authority and other people
Swallowing tears, lining my stomach
Getting free-er every second eroding and exploding all this ??

Metal prison bars block out minds
Your truths all televise
I never bought it and I won’t play your games, for vain
Are we just rats in a ???, scraping for cheese in a maze made to lose
No, I’m not and I won’t eat your food
I don’t care if your right or if I’m always wrong,
Just want to sing my song before this whole world ...GONE

[Chorus]


===============================
rach

&
landen


4 ever!!!


Published On: 6/5/2006
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My Blog: So High
By: SoulJah_Bone


It's time for 'Real Talk' with Bobby B
Attention young ladies, attention young ladies
Man homeboy's over here in the garage with 4 1000's
Powder nutrients growing in the dirt
Takin' 4 and a half months not even getting a full peak
Ya know, ya know, ya know.
In a room the size of a telephone booth
Using liquid nutrients, (buds swell rock, wool?)
One 1000 watt high pressure sodium
(kevorki?) buds the size of a f*ckin' Volkswagen,
Ya know what I'm talkin' about, you do the math motherf*cker.
What's up smokers?
Another suburban noize joint for you to pull on
Stoners Reeking Havoc

I'ma get you so high, I'ma make that ass fly.
Hit the bong, stand by
I'ma get you so high

Back up off me, I need room to puff
f*ck Babylon, man I can't get enough
I smoke, so I like it going down
We're all getting lifted cuz I just stole a pound
Two hits and pass, that's what Saint's yellin
f*ck that shi*t, I'm hittin till my mind's jelly
And when I'm done, I'll head to Flannagan's
To play some pool and that's with a couple friends

Grab a sack, it's off to a local park
Break out the bong, pack it tight and let it spark
Windows up so the bug's gettin fishbowled
And if you're in you can't escape the indo
Oh shi*t, it's gettin deep into my mind
I took 7 hits off that bud called kind
Close my eyes, my mind starts joggin
Here I go again, man, my mind's boggling

I'ma get you so high, mind boggling
I'ma make that ass fly, mind boggling
Hit the bong stand by, mind boggling
I'ma get you so high

Here I go reminiscing about the weekend
Takin time to remember where my shi*t has been
Dinner to dancing, fly girl romancing
Ballin with the homies, smoking buds and relaxin
(?) that shi*t is how I was smoking
f*ck this schwag weed, indo is what I'm tokin
Splif to my lips as I tilt my head back
Lookin like a mack cuz I'm down to blaze a sack
I said inhale, exhale, kottonmouth hits so I said 'that's swell'
Pass a tweak to the left, party busters set in
I need some fresh air cuz I'm high off that in
Walked towards the door but man I didn't get far
High kicked in, I took a seat at the bar
As I look into the sky and the air starts fogging
Here I go again, yo my mind's boggling

I'ma get you so high, mind boggling
I'ma make that ass fly, mind boggling
Hit the bong stand by, mind boggling
I'ma get you so high

Here I go getting deeper into my mind again
Thinking bout good times, smoking kind again
By myself so you say, am I a stoner or a loner
Man I can't cope with this lil hell that I'm livin in
I got family members fiending from the cocaine
And loved ones locked up in prison
That's why I'm bailin' ya'll, man f*ck the system!
all the pressures of this life get me frustrated
So I reach for the bong so I can get faded
I blaze a bowl and it take me to another level
To escape the pain and all my life's trouble
Close my eyes, pray take the pain away
Ask the lord should I live to see another day
Rob Harris died, I guess this is one of life's little tests
...take a bullet to the chest
(Money can't buy me my?) first real true love,
died at 23, now she's waitin for me up above
Get the pipe, pack it tight, start hoggin
Here I go again motherf*cker my mind's boggling


Published On: 5/16/2006
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My Blog: Yo
By: El_EBarkie



IF IT'S NOT IN QUOTES,

I f*ckING WROTE IT.

Is sick and tired of you bitches implying that my writing comes from lyrics or quotes.

. . .

Damnit all, anyway.

 

 

" They say this place is a hospital, but I can tell it's a prison. There are locks on all the doors, and a mesh that looks like chicken wire runs through the glass windows. My food is brought to me on an unbreakable tray (I know it's unbreakable, since I threw it once). I get no utensils to eat with, not even plastic, in case I should decide to hurt myself orsomeoneelse. I have been informed by Dr.Thornton that restraints will continue to be used if necessary. So far this has been necessary twice. It is the worst feeling imaginable to be tied up like an animal, completely helpless. You can't even wipe your own nose. Naturally, I want to avoid their contraptions if I can, butI'm notpromisinganything."

 

 

I rememberwhen ,
Well.
Hardly.
I can't remember anything now.

 

It's like trying to remember colorwhen living in gray.
[howdepressing]


Only I can recall,
BeingUnderwater.
Laying on the bottom,
On bedrock.


Looking up at the surface.


I slowly release air,
and watched as it floated to the top.
From this point of view,
It looks fairly marvelous.


Until my Lungs begin to compress.
And. I. Can't. Breathe.

I just lay there,
And look at the surface.
I try to think of what would happen if I never swam up.
If I just stayed there.

 

But. I. Can't. Breathe.
And I think I'm suffocated,
But let's not jump to any conclusions.

 

The view looks like something out of a movie.
One of the old ones...
Where everything is distorted and turninggray.

 

It just hit STOP,
And now my head is rewinding.

 

 

 

 

 

I liked it when things were less complicated.

When our secret fears consisted of who would be the first to be thrown off the crazy horse we dared each other to jump on bareback in the pasture.

When we ran through the water until there was nothing left aside but fluid motion.

When our arms and legs were sccared from tripping through thorns, even thought we didn't care.

. . .

Now I'm locked up,

That horse was bit on the tongue by a rattlesnake and died.

That creek is infested with snakes,

Our arms have scars from knives,

And my friends have abandoned me.

[yousaidyouwouldalwaysbethere,hipocrite]

 

....And. I. Can't. Breathe.

But let's not jump to any conclusions.

 

_____________________________________________

 

 

The monotone dies in crimson lights.
The perfume lies, covering [bloody] bites.

They drew a rapid sketch of an infalliablefacade.

 

Rescinded Requiem;

Abate Heaven, the general moral excellence wouldn't permit such wreckless behavior.

I would never journey to such a place. It would be no more a home for me;

alike to the general vicinity of a sepulcher.

... Or a prison.

Stray.

..... What happened to those days, RadicalEd?

Blue > Toboe.
[irrelevant]

 

But this [whatseemslike] plenitude of morosediagnostics...

 

 

And then the others....

Sometimes I wonder if anything matters.

If I could onlyrecede into my previousstate of being. . .

You could never account for much. The least I recall was them saying, "Oh. Well. She's locked up, let's just forget her."

Makes me absolutely hate you.
Makesmewantshoveacarvingknifedownyour THROAT .

Naive Bitches.

 

ChaoticObscure: No, Sir.
andrizzlefosho: yes, mam.

 

Your love&&affection is poisen I hope to

 [survive]

But the picture of youturningyourback,

IsTheEquivalentof;

BEING BURNED ALIVE.

 



Published On: 5/5/2006
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My Blog: my bro
By: lil_psyco


f*ck....my brother is an idiot....he got arrested for drug paraphenalia while he was on probation so he might be i prison for 2-3 years. dammit.



Published On: 4/21/2006
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Honey why you calling me so late
It's kinda hard to talk right now
Honey why you crying is everything okay
I gotta whisper cause I can't be too loud
Well, my girl's in the next room
Sometimes I wish she was you
I guess we never really moved on
It's really good to hear your voice saying my name
It sounds so sweet
Coming from the lips of an angel
Hearing those words it makes me weak
And I never wanna say goodbye
But girl you make it hard to be faithful
With the lips of an angel

It's funny that you're calling me tonight
And yes I dreamt of you too
And does he know you're talking to me
Will it start a fight
No I don't think she has a clue
Well my girl's in the next room
Sometimes I wish she was you
I guess we never really moved on
It's really good to hear your voice saying my name
It sounds so sweet
Coming from the lips of an angel
Hearing those words it makes me weak
And I never wanna say goodbye
But girl you make it hard to be faithful
With the lips of an angel

It's really good to hear your voice saying my name
It sounds so sweet
Coming from the lips of an angel
Hearing those words it makes me weak
And I never wanna say goodbye
But girl you make it hard to be faithful
With the lips of an angel
(And I never wanna say goodbye)
But girl you make it hard to be faithful
With the lips of an angel
Honey why you calling me so late


[message on voicemail:] Hi Justin! This is your mother. It is 2:33 on Monday afternoon. I was just calling to see how you were doing. You sounded really uptight last night, it made me a little nervous, and a little, well it made me nervous, but it sounded like you were nervous too. I just want to make sure you are really okay and wanted to see if you were checking in on your medication too. You know I love ya and take care honey. I know your under a lot of pressure. See ya. Bye Bye!

I have to block out thoughts of you so I don’t lose my head
They crawl in like a cockroach leaving babies in my bed
Dropping little reels of tape to remind me that I’m alone
Playing movies in my head that make a person feel like home
There's a burning in my pride, a nervous bleeding in my brain
An ounce of peace is all I want for you. will you never call again?
And will you never say that you love me just to put it in my face?
And will you never try to reach me? it is I that wanted space

Hate me today
Hate me tomorrow
Hate me for all the things I didn’t do for you

Hate me in ways
Yeah ways hard to swallow
Hate me so you can finally see what’s good for you

I’m sober now for 3 whole months it’s one accomplishment that you helped me with
The one thing that always tore us apart is the one thing I won’t touch again
In my sick way I want to thank you for holding my head up late at night
While I was busy waging wars on myself, you were trying to stop the fight
You never doubted my warped opinions on things like suicidal hate
You made me compliment myself when it was way too hard to take
So I’ll drive so freaking far away that I never cross your mind
And do whatever it takes in your heart to leave me behind

Hate me today
Hate me tomorrow
Hate me for all the things I didn’t do for you

Hate me in ways
Yeah ways hard to swallow
Hate me so you can finally see what’s good for you

And with a sad heart I say bye to you and wave
Kicking shadows on the street for every mistake that I had made
And like a baby boy I never was a man
Until I saw your blue eyes cry and I held your face in my hand
And then I fell down yelling “Make it go away!”
Just make a smile come back and shine just like it used to be
And then she whispered “How can you do this to me?”

Hate me today
Hate me tomorrow
Hate me for all the things I didn’t do for you

Hate me in ways
Yeah ways hard to swallow
Hate me so you can finally see what’s good for you
For you
For you
For you
 
prison gates won’t open up for me
On these hands and knees I’m crawling
Oh, I reach for you

Well I’m terrified of these four walls
These iron bars can’t hold my soul in
All I need is you
Come please I’m calling
And oh I scream for you
Hurry I’m falling
I'm falling

Show me what it’s like
To be the last one standing
And teach me wrong from right
And I’ll show you what I can be
And say it for me
Say it to me
And I’ll leave this life behind me
Say it if it’s worth savin' me

Heaven’s gates won’t open up for me
With these broken wings I’m falling
And all I see is you

These city walls ain’t got no love for me
I’m on the ledge of the eighteenth story
And oh I scream for you
Come please I’m calling
And all I need from you
Hurry I’m falling
I'm falling

Show me what it’s like
To be the last one standing
And teach me wrong from right
And I’ll show you what I can be
And say it for me
Say it to me
And I’ll leave this life behind me
Say it if it’s worth savin' me
Hurry I’m falling

Yeah, yeah-hey

And all I need is you
Come please I’m calling
And oh I scream for you
Hurry I’m falling
I'm falling
I'm falling

Show me what it’s like
To be the last one standing
And teach me wrong from right
And I’ll show you what I can be
And say it for me
Say it to me
And I’ll leave this life behind me
Say it if it’s worth savin' me
Hurry I’m falling

And say it for me
Say it to me
And I’ll leave this life behind me
Say it if it’s worth savin' me






Published On: 4/9/2006
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falling far beyound darkness
where no screams can be heard,
this is where your soul has gone,
to a point where none can see,
a place that it can be safe
from those cruel hands
that have cased so much pain,
but at what sacrifice is this done,
although safe it is gone
and no longer holds its gental touch,
but rather the body becomes numb,
while the heart still pumps
it gives only icy water
making the skin cold and the flesh pale,
leaving you a mystery,
one that none will ever know,
for you say you have changed
that you have become a demon,
and some do believe ,
taking your pale cold flesh as proof,
but one will never know you as this,
one that still sees your soul
hidden from the world
and at times even yourself,
but one still sees a fant glow
buried beyound an eteranal darkeness,
while you remain a monster
that most men fear to kill
this one fears only one thing,
that you will never stop running
and stay trapped within your own prison of fear


Published On: 3/20/2006
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