Do This Please

Jul 05, 2005 16:49

1. A secret.
2. Your age.
3. An interesting fact.
4. Your favorite song lyrics.
5. Written quote/song/poem by you.
6. A compliment.
7. A non-compliment.
8. What you think about me.

leave your name too.
kay thanks!

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Katie anonymous July 8 2005, 04:10:58 UTC
1. I wish I had blue eyes.
2. 13
3. Penguins can't fly.
4. And I don't want the world to see me,
'Cause I don't think that they'd understand.
When everything's made to be broken,
I just want you to know who I am.
5. Once there was a little boy,
Who came from a broken home
His fears and dreams kept tucked inside
And days were spent alone.

And there once was a little girl
Whose life sparkled with light
Filled with rainbow butterflies
And magical starry nights.

So the angels got together
And came up with a plan;
Unite this little girl and boy
And peered through Jesus’ hands

As they watched the little girl
Come to this little boy;
Let the sunlight through the glass
It was her who taught him joy.

The little boy took baby steps
And told her of his life;
Showed her the bruises on his back
And Mommy and Daddy’s strife.

He told her of his hopes and dreams
His weaknesses, his fears
How he was so awfully alone
And she helped him dry his tears.

In return the little girl,
Told him her loneliness inside,
Her fail to reach perfection
And her wounded pride.

He helped her crack a smile
And said it was okay
And no matter what the damage done
That he was there to stay.

Soon they were inseparable,
Their laughter filled the air
When one was hurt, the other felt
And shielded them with care.

It came to be the little boy
Felt a flutter in his heart
Whenever she spoke of someone else
His world would fall apart.

They parted ways for a summer
And to her great surprise,
She felt she loved him deeper
Than initially realized.

She came back to his side
Excited with the news
That she, in turn, found more than friendship
And believed that it was true.

But him, her sweet protector
The one who dried her eyes
Had done what he had vowed not to,
Indeed had left her side.

The girl could not believe it
In a corner in her room
She decided to end her life,
It was the only thing to do.

You see, he meant the world to her
And he just disappeared
Forgetting all the memories
They shared throughout the years.

The bottle in her hand
The tears falling down her face
Dreaming of the days they spent;
The times she can’t replace.

And she was about to
End her short-lived life
A phone call made her change her mind,
And replace the knife.

He called her as he wept
And she melted to his cry
And he once again promised her
There would never be goodbye.

Years later, the girl is back
Where she started from
Waiting for that one last call
And back to her, he’d come.

But now she is forgotten
But for a smile here and there
And he will somehow never know
Her sadness and despair.

For when she sees the little boy,
The one she knew so well
She hopes that he will soon return
But time will only tell.
6. I love your sense of humor.
7. I like your hair better curly.
8. I wish we could hang out sometime, but I'm afraid to ask.

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Re: Katie prettyinpinkx_ July 9 2005, 04:01:56 UTC
aww katie!
dont be afraid to ask..why would you be silly lol?

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