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I love it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! It was amazing!
umm i wrote a new one too. tell me wat u thinkRollercoaster
I climb and climb
the rickedy track
as you tell me you've liked me
then i drop
as my mother says its not rite
and as my sister gets protective
my life was torn into shreads
but we mended them together
i tried and tried to make it work
and soon i climbed again
we were happy and then summer came
i thought i wud be at my highest
but we didnt talk or see eachother
so i ddnt even bother-
i was down
as i considered breaking up
but your charm made me weak
and i stayed down afraid of the hurt and shame
then i met him
he changed everything
i liked him a lot
but i had to settle everything
i was finally up
invisioning the future
but then he liked me too
and i went higher then down
now i feel like my life is a movie
but with no happy ending
as i try to please everyone
but fail
over and over
i have to work things out
but i cnt without anyone getting hurt
i dont no wat to do
about my life sized rollercoaster
its the story of my life
man i shuda posted this for the poetry contest!
LoU-LoU *KaTiE My LiFe Is A RoLlErCoAsTeR* wrote: "thnk u! hey du u thin kif i used THT for my entry, i wud place?"hmm possibly
♫Krista♫ wrote: "LoU-LoU *KaTiE My LiFe Is A RoLlErCoAsTeR* wrote: "thnk u! hey du u thin kif i used THT for my entry, i wud place?"hmm possibly"
awwkk dawn!!!
someone could probably be inspired by this to make poetry thought i would post it. http://www.flickr.com/photos/schickho...
wow. love the pics. i can definitely get some poetry out of that.
...i just clicked that one at another page for ya...idk if it would help, but i will click again
its an egg thing that a bunch of people have... when u click it it opens up a box and it helps their egg grow. I just do it to help them out, since I don't have anything like that.
I used to have it . . .but then I forgot about it and all my dragons died
Here's poem I wrote last night. It was sort of spur of the moment so I don't know if it's any good:
One day, when I am old, I will remember all the things I've never done.
Never seen that special sight,
Never held a smoking gun.
I didn't seize the oppurtunity, when I had the chance,
Didn't learn that sport or ever gripped an ancient cavalier's lance
I never sailed the seven seas,
Nor felt a cooling Hawiian breeze
I've never fought with bandits on schorching Sahara sands,
Never discovered any distant, far-off lands
Never found no pirates gold,
Never fuffilled any prophecies of old
When that day comes, I will wonder,
sitting in my rocking chair
What I would do to get back those days of might and thunder
But then I remember what I have done
Rowed a boat into the settin` sun,
Shared joy with my family
Took in an injured bird, lost and far from home
I looked upon a pale blue sky and blood-stained stone.
And then when I'm sittin` in my rocking chair I'll smile
and say
"My life was worth it anyway".
One day, when I am old, I will remember all the things I've never done.
Never seen that special sight,
Never held a smoking gun.
I didn't seize the oppurtunity, when I had the chance,
Didn't learn that sport or ever gripped an ancient cavalier's lance
I never sailed the seven seas,
Nor felt a cooling Hawiian breeze
I've never fought with bandits on schorching Sahara sands,
Never discovered any distant, far-off lands
Never found no pirates gold,
Never fuffilled any prophecies of old
When that day comes, I will wonder,
sitting in my rocking chair
What I would do to get back those days of might and thunder
But then I remember what I have done
Rowed a boat into the settin` sun,
Shared joy with my family
Took in an injured bird, lost and far from home
I looked upon a pale blue sky and blood-stained stone.
And then when I'm sittin` in my rocking chair I'll smile
and say
"My life was worth it anyway".
thank you!
Here's another poem that I wrote last night:
Grey Is
Grey is the color of a teardrop sliding down an old man's face
As he welcomes his son, long gone fighting in the war, back into his embrace.
Grey is the color of the bittersweet feeling of old friends saying goodbye,
knowing with an ache deep inside that they will not see eachother again before they die.
Grey is the color of the sea as it drives the fish into the sailor's nets and it is also the color of the tempest rending their ships apart.
Grey is the color of familes who have lost fathers and husbands to the storm, of wives waiting with a heavy heart.
Grey is the color of winter, stealing away the last fragments of summers warmth and cloaking the world in white.
Grey is the color of the precarious balance between dark and light.
Grey is the color of a price paid for victory.
Grey can be the color of sorrow.
Grey is the color of leaving home for a long journey.
Yet grey is also the joy of returning home to friends and family who await you with open arms.
Here's another poem that I wrote last night:
Grey Is
Grey is the color of a teardrop sliding down an old man's face
As he welcomes his son, long gone fighting in the war, back into his embrace.
Grey is the color of the bittersweet feeling of old friends saying goodbye,
knowing with an ache deep inside that they will not see eachother again before they die.
Grey is the color of the sea as it drives the fish into the sailor's nets and it is also the color of the tempest rending their ships apart.
Grey is the color of familes who have lost fathers and husbands to the storm, of wives waiting with a heavy heart.
Grey is the color of winter, stealing away the last fragments of summers warmth and cloaking the world in white.
Grey is the color of the precarious balance between dark and light.
Grey is the color of a price paid for victory.
Grey can be the color of sorrow.
Grey is the color of leaving home for a long journey.
Yet grey is also the joy of returning home to friends and family who await you with open arms.






Forbidden Love
I talk to you
Most everyday
We are so close
Yet so far away
A secret love
We cannot tell
For if we do
All wont be well
All the time
We pretend
We glare and fight
We cannot bend
But darling
I can't live this way
Sneaking, hiding
Day after day
I want you for life
But this secrecy hurts
Noone knows your mine
So those cheerleaders flirt
Why can't we tell
Let them all know
If we don't
I swear I will go
But I can't
I'm stuck on you
At least tell them
Your stuck on someone too
Dont tell them its me
Just say you've got a girl
Then that flirting
Will unfurl
I need to be sure
I'm set above
So that its safe
Our Forbidden Love