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938111's blog: "friendship"

created on 06/13/2007  |  http://fubar.com/friendship/b91217

friends

i got ur back you got mine, ill help you out anytime! to see you hurt, to see you cry, makes me weep and want to die and if you agree to never fight it wouldnt matter whose wrong or right if a broken heart needs a mend ill be right there till the end if your cheeks are wet from drops of tears dont worry let go of your Fears hand in hand love id sent, we‘ll be friends till the end?....?

young again

Oh, to be young again! When we ran in fields that never seemed to end. When seeing a butterfly was such a joy that you seemed to fly. When the only financial stress belonged to the banker in monopoly. When you always had time to smell the flowers. When you always had time for one last tree climb before bed. When you didn’t like boys because of cuddies. When you would rather be covered in mud instead of taking a bath. When your only worry was the boggie man under your bed. Oh to be young again!

cinderella,

Cinderella, why do you wish to be like anyone else? Your fine by yourself. People notice you because your different Cinderella, why do you wish to be pretty? What you have is called inner beauty I’m not giving you my pity Cinderella, Why don’t you stand up to those snobs? They are garbage compared to you The people who rob End up blue Cinderella, Why don’t you take what’s yours? And not just dust either Stop doing those chores Cinderella, Why don’t you go out? Not as a maid but who you really are Go a different route You will shine like a star Cinderella, why don’t you let the beauty out? The prince will like you for you Go out and about Forget the glass shoe Cinderella, why don’t you forget its midnight? Show the prince who you really are You wont win without a fight I’m telling you shine like star Be yourself not someone else Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket

fairys

The moon has risen the sun has gone, The fairies come out one by one. The stars light their way through the weary night. They must get prepared for their untimely flight. The winter has come much too soon. They must flee this night, by the light of the moon. The days are cold, the nights just as bad. The fairies have lost what they once had. The warmth of the sun, the breeze of the night, Now they are desperate, fleeing by Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket

what is love?

What is love? Its the mistery of life, everyone seeks it and when you think you found it, you were wrong. Love is the meaning of something good, its the touch between us, its the sunshine in the morning, the breeze of the night, its the melody of your eyes when you look at me. Love is the most misterious thing in the world, everyone thinks they are supposed to find love, in a man. Mankind is not responsible to produce love. Above us, there is a force, and depending on how we look up, we feel that. What is love? Love is the memories we have in our life forever, its the desire of seeing you again, its the feeling of when you give someone a gift, its the imagination of a summer night picnic with you, at thye beach, its the caress of your fingers through my haur, through my lips. Love it self is not permanent, as time passes by, love goes, and returns, sometimes it never does. Love is the pain of labor, the pain of departure, the pain of sadness, the pain of healing, the pain of missing you, the pain of desire and impotence. Love is the pleasure of life, what is pleasure?, its the little things that make me smile, cry, laugh, feel alive. Love is part of the first second in our life, when our mother saw us for the first time. At that moment, we met love. Life is tough, and love goes along, dancing through the minutes of our long, lasting eternity. Sometimes, when you are sad, think of this, and look around you, youll see love, look up, youll see love, look down, youll see a tear drop, and that, my friend, is love. Look next to you, youll see love. Life is love, we believe in what we see, we make love be, and feel a certain way, that is why, sometimes we want to be loved, and be happy, but we dont see it happening, its because we have to accept the type of love we were given, the type of happiness we were blessed with. Love is a universal mistery, its not defined, its not measured, its love. you have love around, look for it, youll see it. Accept it the way it is, and then, you have found hapinness. This is totally a thought of one of my moments. I hope you enjoyed it.
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