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Name: Amanda Birthday: 9/2/1992 Gender: Female
Interests: computers in general, singing, acting, [inthefuture] dancing, sketching, painting, reading, soccer, volleyball, swimming, music, orange floats, bubble baths, philosophy, coming up with good pranks that never work, dreaming, lucid dreaming, staring at the sky, wishing it was autumn, journaling, writing poetry. Expertise: sitting here, doing nothing. Occupation: EL STUDENTE! Industry: haha.
Message: message me Website: visit my website AIM: panicatthe0pera MSN: twinklistar000@hotmail.com
Member Since:
8/15/2006
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| Don’t you remember?
The sweet, emerald fields, stretching on forever
The eternally blue sky
Pure clouds drifting tangibly close.
Almost.
Don’t you remember?
The wind that weaves through your hair And the jewel-colored pools
Of waters lovely.
Don’t you remember?
The evenings of gold
When the sky painted itself Dramatic hues of violet
And the stars sparkled above the horizon
Don’t you remember?
Don’t you remember your wings
Of an ethereal white
That shimmered in the day
And glowed in moonlight
That carried you above the world
Into the distance
Don’t you remember?
Wisps of a time long forgotten dwell in my memory
Of a place inaccessible
Like a lost dream.
And sometimes, I hear a song
Or read a book, and in my heart
There is a pang of brokenness For I feel a remnant of that beauty And I know that I will never find it here.
Yet, for a moment
I remember.
And for a moment
I’m there again
Sailing above the dawn.
I remember how the world once was.
How it was meant to be
How it will be again.
In my soul lies a sleeping hope
That hope of a place I've come from
And a place, to which I will return.
Someday. | | |
| Narnia's over, I'm dreadfully bored, I'm sick, and we have no Youth Group tonight to cheer me up.
This is not fun.
At least I can watch Phantom on On Demand...
Ahh...happy valentines day.
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| Hooray, my digicam is fixed! I am rather elated, no lie.
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| Haikus are easy
But sometimes they don’t make sense
Refrigerator.
Oh, and Spirited Away is one of the coolest/strangest movies of all time, and I mean that literally.
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| My room is, finally, absolutely spotless, and perfect, and I am thrilled.
The end.
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