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nothing less than miracleschances must be more than just chances, fate is chances, all chances in a row, placed there by the hands of God, one by one, placed with care and tenderness. each one thought out thouroughly before my life even had any chance at all. taking a chance is not just by chance, each chance you think you'll take has already been planned out by an extraordinary mind. in each adventure in which we embark,nothing less than miracles
no true chances will be taken, none will exist. what are the chances?... that the chances we take, are not left to chance at all.
INSPIRATION: the inspiration for t
by ~emmaslearningtofly
i gave you my heart in mexiconever has falling felt so right each minute closing in on the worst day of my life like procrastinating death, the death of the most beautiful thing i've ever known. this life is a mysterious tragedy, i gave you my love that first dark night, one month gone by, i gave you my heart, but with the end of july comes the end of my life, our life. each day now, i can't help but dread july Life, you've really stumped me,i gave you my heart in mexico
i don't know what you have in store for me now, i really don't know what i'm supposed to do... with a july dark and ominous hovering but eight short mont
by ~emmaslearningtofly
discarded yes,but never wasteddays shed by like skin off a rattlesnake they fall and disappear and decompose forgotten days never to be remembered weekends to last a lifetime 5 rattlesnake days and 2 of bliss i love you, no i love you as we wade through days of droning voices, our thoughts are locked in silent rooms imprisoned with only the company of each other's, which is hardly imprisonment at all asking me to think of you is like asking an alcoholic if he'd like another, there's no use in askingdiscarded yes,but never wasted
when there's no stopping us anyway like the vel-cro shoes of a growing child,
these days
by ~emmaslearningtofly
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Set's story.if dkjhsdf 4one s&&&&&grated steckstuckstockstack whateveryoulikewhateveryoulikeSet's story.
he said so slo lie (e?)
i will never lie to you he said he said lies are on my tongue and not my hands he said
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Porcelain DollPorcelain doll with tangled hair, People pass or stop and stare, Her cotton clothes are ripped and torn, Her parents regret the day she was born, Her plastic heart has melted down, Her stunning smile, a perfect frown, Her shining future, a blackened road, Her flowing words, a fucked up code.Porcelain Doll
Once glowing eyes, now dark and dead, And voices scream inside her head, A falling rain of acid tears, Mirrors reflecting all her fears, A fire raging through her veins, Drugs to reduce all her pains, Her porcelain skin, now scarred and bruised, Her staggering
by ~deadlypoison695
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- Current Residence: Veracruz, Mexico
- Interests: fun, music, partying, coloring, catch, italian cuisine
- Favourite movie: the breakfast club
- Favourite genre of music: all types of rock
- MP3 player of choice: iPod 30gig
- Shell of choice: walnut shell
- Skin of choice: maddie frank's skin
- Favourite game: hide and seek tag
- Favourite gaming platform: one made of wood or something durable
- Personal Quote: now, with certificates of perfect attendance stacked between our thighs...
- Tools of the Trade: brain, feelings, pen
- Website: http://www.myspace.com/emmaslearningtofly
- Email: em_ma332@hotmail.com
- MSN: em_ma332@hotmail.com
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