Heart calm as placid winter rivers Arms extended to grasp only the highest branches Eyes focused on technical ink The ink that bleeds into your image Content Unsatisfied Missing You
chris burkes= brillant writer ! lol and hot but taken..he is a really great writer..you'll realize that one later i guess if you haven't already! yeah we should! that class makes me so happy! oh dude i wrote 2 really pathedic poems this weekend (my poems fail to rhyme or have any good repeating rhythm..yeah it's been a really depressing weekend for me..go figure
awww! well, none of my poems rhyme... hardly ever. Im sure you've noticed. And Chris IS NOT taken anymore. He and Victoria were talking about all of that the other day in class. Maybe I have a chance?? ehhh... prolly not. He is a brilliant writer from what I see. He makes me jealous. You shouldn't have boring pathetic week ends. You should come hang out with us next weekend, I must say, we do quite a bit of hard core partying, but we have fun. We're just a bunch of chilled out hippies! HEY! Who knows?? You just might learn to love us! haha! *MUAH* See you in class tomorrow darling!
a lonely picture with not a single word the singing in the distance of a far off bird reminds me of that field that place, that race where once we ran... and my heart did chase they take me back with powers of ink to fool my eyes they take me back to teenage skies but they leave me here as pleasurable as remembering may be and tease me of company I may never again see but off somewhere i'm running from every girl I run across, looking still for that heart I chased of the girl long ago I lost.
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okay.. so I think we need to tlk and hang out more. and WHAT is the deal with Chris Burkes? Im interested... haha!
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Jeska
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i am a goddess
and i have better esp
kidding!
BUT I DO LOVE YOU TOO!
Soooo glad we have psychology together... and i think that Brittney Nelson chick is pretty badass as well!
YOU AND ME ROCK!
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jeska
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they make me feel.
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and what did this one make you feel?
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with not a single word
the singing in the distance
of a far off bird
reminds me of that field
that place, that race
where once we ran...
and my heart did chase
they take me back
with powers of ink
to fool my eyes
they take me back to teenage skies
but they leave me here
as pleasurable as remembering may be
and tease me of company
I may never again see
but off somewhere i'm running
from every girl I run across,
looking still for that heart I chased
of the girl long ago I lost.
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