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Tainted~Love
- Tainted~Love
- I'm strange... I would like to think, one of a kind. Here I share things that are real and fantasy. If you can't tell between the two, ask. I give love ...lots of wicked love everywhere I shall go...
The Green Things
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You know I thank you for everthing for being there for me right now... when I really need you the most... I hurt so much... you know what I am feeling what I am saying... I found these and thought I would share with you... I can't sleep... just feel so alone you know what I mean... anyways he didn't call but I did find out he did go to the lake which I am glad he has someone to be with me but I really thought he would call... omg caylee cried till almost 11 pm I want daddy(curt) mom told her something I will tell you in person.. I love you and thank you for being with me... I hope to see you tomorrow.. dad called me lenny I didnt tell him what is going on I don't want him to know but I told him I would come by tomorrow after I get off the Dental field and see if he is home stop by to talk to him.... hugs thank you for today.... Really thank you... Michealle wishes you would of stayed I do too... sisters I love you good night my dearest friend enjoy the poems... hugs see you or talk to you tomorrow I will more than likely be at moms he wont call even though I wish he would love you night hugs always my love...... cm
Do not let the cold invade, do not let the image fade;
The tree of Life before you stands, as clear as Light
upon the Land.
Her wings are luminescent, her eyes a purple hue
She'll look upon your face as if she can see right
through you
The beauty of a fairy sprite, blowing kisses in the
sweet sunlight
Clad in lavender, wrapped in vines, curious creatures
to define
The meadow is her playground, the forest her delight
The flowers bloom profusely, all year long through the
day and night
Butterflies dance lightly upon her golden hair
And bluebirds can be heard, singing sweetly in the air
Her spirit is contagious, she can vanish without a
trace
Leaving behind some fairy dust with a smile upon her
face
Sunbeams dance across the meadow, casting a soft glow
Lilting music can be heard, through the valley far
below
Close your eyes and listen to the magical fairy tune
Feel the gentle flutter of a butterfly or two
Can you feel the difference, or do you really know?
Was it a butterfly that fluttered or a fairy kiss she
blew?
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