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November 18th, 2000, 09:04 AM
#1
Inactive Member
Become (Ode To The Caterpillar)
In a dream I stand alone
Trying to become
I feel the rain, but see the sun.
I don't know where to go.
I'm trying to become
An individual
I'm trying to become
An idealist
I'm trying to become
Something... anything
My private space became the place
Where I could go
To become
And my own mind helped me decide
To become.
Then I became.
And now I have nothing to strive for.
Hee hee. I wrote that when I was 12. Ah, the good old days, eh?
[This message has been edited by Jezebelle (edited November 18, 2000).]
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November 20th, 2000, 07:00 AM
#2
HB Forum Owner
Kinda rich with melancholy. Such deep thoughts at such a tender age.
Very good.
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November 22nd, 2000, 08:36 AM
#3
Inactive Member
Jeze rules!
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Dammitt
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November 22nd, 2000, 09:42 PM
#4
HB Forum Owner
Wow, great one.
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Branflakes. It's what's for breakfast.
The original ninja lesbian milk getter.
The one called "brain" and "brandiflakes" and....
I'm tired of the silent majority. Silence equals death.
Life is what you make it.
"I believe you can't control or choose your sexuality"-Savage Garden
God never gives us more than we can handle.
You're going to have to deal with my ego at some point.
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