Conference
We are waiting for you
We are looking out for you
Sometimes we miss you
I know, I know
Sometimes you miss us too
We have little to hide in truth
Palms on the chairs
In all our little angry chairs
Screaming and inflicting
Bleeding and behind-backs
If only we could all get up
From our chairs
Jester's smile will fade away
Flaming opals will turn tranquil again
But we are shaking in our little angry chairs
Palms face down
Palms face down
Yes we are waiting for you
We are waiting for ourselves
To get up
To get out
We have little to hide from you
Lift our palms now
When we get up from our chairs
Dispelling, opening
Open our palms and our eyes
We all could get up
From our chairs
We can all smile once again
Star opals will sparkle again
We no longer shake in our angry little chairs
Palms face up
Palms face up
You know, we miss you
And we are still looking out for you
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the world lost one important treasured sparkle of melancholy when Johnny Cash went.
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Pictures of me, pictures of you. Pictures of matchstick men and women too.
All the bleeding backs, from too many knifewounds, magneta and maroon but invisible. It was as though all the heads were ignited at the same time and there was no way to stop the fire. Did we start the fire? Didn't we? Roles were assumed; whether those were natural ones we know not for there was too little coalescence to actually critic.
I could still remember the line from Endings, Familiar 48. "You don't have to try to explain, we already knew that we've changed."
And we don our little garbs of cosmetics; like fantasy gamers we all chose our imbued powers. Posion. Tongue Darts. Stone Skin. Mind Blast. Backstab. That did not really do justice to what we were capable of. Issues were placed like open palms strectched out but not dealt with. It was as painful a sight as it is to be burnt by it.
That is little left to be done. All I am doing and want to do is sweeping the floor, putting all the chairs on the tables, switching off all the lights and closing the memories behind me.
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What Kind of Girlfriend Are You?
-Perfect- You're the perfect girlfriend. Which
means you're rare or that you cheated :P You're
the kind of chick that can hang out with your
boyfriend's friends and be silly. You don't
care about presents or about going to fancy
places. Hell, just hang out. You're just happy
being around your boyfriend.
What Kind of Girlfriend Are You?
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hahaha......
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I'll give up when my sun rises down, as for now I can see I've become, one brief blinding glimpse of the sun.
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Which Pirates of the Carribean character are you?
You are Will Turner! You are madly in love with
Elizabeth Swann ans would do anything for her.
You are an incredible blacksmith and swordsman,
but you never really get the creadit you
deserve.
Which Pirates of the Carribean character are you?
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ha, at least i get the girl. well, on reel life...
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pls pls pls pls pls pls pls pls pls go listen to the Freddy vs. Jason soundtrack, buy it even. its in these numbskull-shattering 70mins of gut regurgitating moments that you feel that you are truly alive after coming out of that harrowing experience. i recommend that if you are really bored try slipknot's hilarious '97 demo Snap. they really sound like a blistering NSync snorting off a gargantuan crack high. absolutely cracking.
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