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Name: Elizabeth
Country: United States
State: Florida
Birthday: 2/6/1991
Gender: Female
Interests: Friends, music, people, talking, haveing fun, doing things, being me, games of all sorts, running, jumping, flying, randomness, seeing hearing, going places, riding, being way to happy, going fast, disappearing, being random, being hyper, times, places, people, liveing, loveing, hugging, you, me, anything I want, giveing, saying, doing things...
Expertise: Fun, crazy, me, flute, horses, happy, sad, mad, mean, nice, rude, funny, kind, annoying, teasing, fast, speedy, kittens, puppys, roaring, breaking, winning, loseing, happieness, staying, falling, good, bad, indiffrent, learning, singing, playing, quit, liveing, loveing, wishing, helping, listning, talking, hugging, and um... many more.
Occupation: Student
Industry: Art
Message: message me
Website: visit my website
AIM:  namelesswonder14
Yahoo:  In_Another_Life_Maybe
Member Since:
7/23/2005
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The one thing you don't do enough
Is to stretch beyond your own limits
To pause and move outside yourself
Look at your world from a different perspective
You'll be surprised how much you miss
Just by thinking you miss nothing at all
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In my life I have seen a lot of things.
I’ve seen a rainbow after a storm.
I’ve seen clouds that took a swim in the ocean.
I’ve seen divers find treasures only to die of sunburn.
I’ve seen captains risk their lives to save a whale and others risk a whale to save their lives.
My son, I’ve seen a lot.
Every wrinkle, every stain of rust, every hole in my crumbling body is something I’ve seen and learned.
Well, after all I’ve seen there is one thing I know.
I’ve learned I know nothing.
I can’t explain, and I can’t predict anything.
Life is a big storm, and we must assume we can drown in any minute.
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Peace,
Peace is no more than a dream,
As long as we don't fight, to achive it.
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Nothing is more rewarding than to sit in the shade, let the wind stroke
your face and contemplate other people's problems, and while you feel
the deep sense of grief and loss for others, your life will always seem
to smile upon you.
That's cynicism, and it's the basic rule of getting perspective on life.
After all, you need some cynicism to be optimistic going through life knowing death is coming your way, no matter what you do.
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Two burning matches
with our head in the flames
Seeking silent ground
To start the healing and stop the games
When the flame dies out
Our soul will finally unite
Two burnt out matches
lighting the heat of the night
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Show me the world.
Not the world we live in
The one where we want to live in
Like a harmony rising from the sound of nature
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Walking on a thin line
But feeling on top of the world
My legs get lighter in touch
My head is full of thoughts of you
Love is not a pocket full of dreams
Love is a never-ending journey
It's only when I think of you
That I find myself walking on clouds
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Nature has a way of accepting the changes around it.
We learned to feel comfortble with sky scrapers among the clouds, power plants on the beach, high wire in the desert...
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I'm tough, I'm high
With my head up, in the sky
Standing still in the cold, in the heat
Standing tall, high above the wheat
I have a small secret that no one knows
As time goes by, I can feel how it grows
I would like to be wheat, in the back of my mind
Be allowed to lean and bend, to run and hide
They look up to me, the one standing still
They give me respect, being the king of the hill
But if only for a couple of hours, not even a day
I could be one of them; I'll disappear and go on my way
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It started out just like every other day, but some far empire decided this is D day
The world began changing right in front of my eyes. What use to be life, crawled up and died
I'm an angel, but now I'm unable to fly, watching the ground, this tree, the sky.
I'm fighting for air, while loosing my faith, climbing back to the sky, and crashing through space
The breakdown has started with this tear in my wings, but the
restoration is near, and will begin with only four things. The ground,
a tree and sky, and a powerful spirit simply fighting to fly.
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To be unique under this sky,
When all others look to the ceiling
You look at yourself, you look at them
On the sunny side of life
On the sunny side of life
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When you left
It was raining
I was cracking
You were gone
I started searching
Searching for answers
I went soul tripping
With an old fortune teller
She said very little
But it felt like a lot
Dark paths of a long life
But without you
A job I wouldn’t like
Couple of kids, I don’t want
Money I wouldn’t have
And unavoidable death at the end
When you left
It was raining
I was cracking
You were gone
There is only one thing
Worse than being at the bottom
Is being where I am
And looking all the way down
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Let the splendor of the diamond, pearl and ruby vanish like the
magic shimmer of the rainbow. Only let this one teardrop, the Taj
Mahal, glisten spotlessly bright on the cheek of time...
(Poet Rabindranath Tagore)
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My life got me weary
Searching for a shading
Untill i found a spice
Hiding in your shade
All my life realy needs
Is a touch of crayon
... and you
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From the womb to the tomb
Have you ever wondered
What world will be left behind
Once we are doomed
In the day all hope is lost
Will new life emerge from the ruins?
As a silent proof
Life is stronger than the living
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To live your life in black and white,
You must have a bigger appreciation for colors.
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You need a rest
You need a good word
You need a dream
Relax.
Your world is restricted by your ability to dream
Find your place to dream.
It never ends here.
This is only the beginning.
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Under the weather and over the hills
Rollin, rollin, rollin and drying up our tears
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| It's been awhile. I don't come on here much anymore. I mostly just read people's blogs and then leave :P
I thought it would be nice for people to know that I haven't dropped off the face of the earth yet. I'm still working on finding the end.
It's summer and I'm happy. although school is nice too... But I like summer. I don't like the weather. it's too hot! That's one reason it is not cool to be in Fl. haha. I think when I'm rich ;) that I'll get a summer house in Canada or Alaska... That would be interesting. More likely I'll just live in NC... oh well, wishful thinking.
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| I have nothing better to do exept talk to you.
So please come out of the darkness and share what there is to say.
Time is a rolling hill.
You just keep going down it
'till you reach the bottom,
but you keep on going for a while longer.
When we talk,
my worries and fears all disapper and the night is not so lonely.
All is still, but still alive.
I have nothing better to do but think.
Time rushes by for the universe,
but it is a long while for those of us that only live
a couple years.
Time takes us by the hand and leads us on our way.
Some people never find the hand to guide them and they go astray.
They never settle.
Finding a place in the world is what we all need.
A place,
a home,
People that are there for us,
and someone to talk to when there is nothing else to do.
Something to type,
to sing,
to dance,
to dream.
It's all just a dream,
a blip in time.
The darkness is not so dark.
There is a light to that path.
I must be something you saw in me that I saw in you.
It will help me on my way to another day.
Thanks to our talks together.
Forever
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| wow... long time no type... at least not here. lol. well, I guess it's about time I said something. I've been busy alot resently because school has started and who knows what else... so yea. There's more homework than there was last year but I guess thats what happens when you go to highschool. Highschool, at my school it's basicly the same as middle school exept it's harder and there are more people. I guess it could just be harder cause it's the begining and I'm not use to working anymore. I'll get back into it. There's a couple of new people and all of them are really cool. Well, at least the ones I know and not just thier names... fun fun fun! lol
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I'm going to kill you! 
yea... part of my room and the awsome cat.
it's Milo, the laundry cat!
guess what! It's Milo again! with the awsome cool stickers on my window and the sweet wood thing my dad made! YAY!