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god rhymes with
fraud rhymes with
odd rhymes with
mod.
coincidence? I think not.
alison is left handed.
jimi hendrix is left handed.
kellen is from seattle.
jimi hendrix is from seattle.
coincidence? I think not.
~alison smith
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~some people are just so lovely,it kind of makes you smile ~
~some people are just so lonely it kind of makes you smile. ~
~a
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Were you paying attention
I am the only one that saw
What just walked through the door
You must have seen it
You must have noticed
How could you not
Was your head in the clouds
Were your eyes toward the stars
What the hell were you doing
How did you miss it
I saw heaven in a human
I saw everything I need
I saw everything I want to be
I saw beauty
I saw love
I saw my hopes
I saw my dreams
I saw it all
Float through that door
I saw her
Were you writing a letter
Were you doing your homework
Were you writing down this same damn song
As she walked through the door
Or were you worrying about your hair
Or was there something else
Why weren’t you paying attention
I am the only one that saw
What just walked through the door
You must have seen it
You must have noticed
How could you not
Was your head in the clouds
Were your eyes toward the stars
What the hell were you doing
How did you miss it
I saw peace in the Middle East
I saw a million tiny bells
I saw roses blooming
I saw John Lennon
I saw Jimi Hendrix
I saw what they could have sung
I saw what they could have done
I saw why men kill other men
I saw the reason for all wars
I saw it all
Float through that door
I saw her
What were you doing
Did you think she was coming out of the wall
Did you think she would appear in space
Or were you convinced that she would float from above
Well, you weren’t far off
But you missed it
So were looking for her in your pocket
She’s not a pencil man, come on
Why weren’t you paying attention
I am the only one that saw
What just walked through the door
You must have seen it
You must have noticed
How could you not
Was your head in the clouds
Were your eyes toward the stars
What the hell were you doing
How did you miss it
I saw her, its true
I saw her, now I’m blind
I saw children playing
I saw men on their knees
I saw a million tiny light bulbs shining
I saw a guitar wailing
I saw a million smiles
I saw a billion tears
I saw it all
Float through that door
I saw her
So this is it
She’s here
Why aren’t you on your knees
Why aren’t you laughing
Why aren’t you crying
You should see it but you don’t
You never will
I saw her
I’ll always see her
I saw her
I can’t see
I saw her
~kellen harrel
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to make you happy to make you smile to make you never have pain to cause you to never cry to make you never worry of dying never thinking of being alone and afraid and cold. I would devise a way to sell my soul to guarantee you will never be sad or mad only glad and full of life taking everything in strife as you waltz among the little people who really are little in comparison even though they stand ten feet taller. but do you really care if they look up or down at you considering that you're farsighted anyway? I didn’t think it would matter much to you considering as they talk you're looking past them to whatever it is that makes your mind turn and I wish sometimes I knew what that was and sometimes I'm thankful I don't yet maybe it wouldn’t be so bad to know what makes that pretty little head tick like a clock, always on time like an ever present rhyme. if you ever need a hand I'll be here to take a stand, and then a bow, so deep that the audience I will forever keep in a jar inside your car. ~kellen
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when no one wants you n no one loves you n no body cares n everybody stares. when everyone's a writer n no one's a lover. when everone's a wisher n no one's a dreamer, a hoper, a kisser. when everone picks n everyone kicks but no one comes up with anything of their own. and you feel like you're the only one under the sun who won't use a gun to get your point across n you feel lost, don't you child? the things in your mind too wild, but everytime you speak come out too mild, but you dialed the wrong number anyway. but even if it was the right one, no one would care, wouldn't listen, wouldn't dare. their reputations on the line. "you know, the world's just fine," they'll say n you n me are just in time, got to change ideas, change the plan. i know we can, though years may span and times will change, have to make it matter, have to make it stay. then we'll play on a lovely day in the month of may, when every little hope in your head comes true, then we won't have to whisper anymore, like we did before, no more keeping score with the other team. you'll see what I mean if you keep the dream, keep it supreme. you've got to come with me & then you'll see. come with me to my car, it's under a star parked in the rain we'll sing again and again and again until they hear & they see our life is just a mirror of their's through rose coloured glasses: love is all you need. ~alison
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A golden rod blanket in the corner of my eye
A press against my thigh
The air filling with bliss
With each kiss
And you just lay
Eyes closed, heart open
And I should know
I could hear it all the while
And then
In a moment
I knew
I knew
Using no words
Any came out in a croak
So neither spoke
Yet we sang like birds
A living daydream
Without the fog
And twice what you might imagine
To ever feel, inside or out
And then
In a moment
I knew
I knew what I could not say out loud
To you
A god below me
Or anyone at all
If you had a question
If you needed to know
All you had to do was look at me
With those definitions of beauty
And it would have come out faster than I could say
And then
In a moment
I knew
I knew that you were gonna be
Alive to me
Till the end of time
or mine
I knew
I knew
~kellen
whatever we are wherever we're going wherever we've been as us or you and I isn't anything to mind
no we need a look to now when we say the things today that'll free us later on
when we're down out and over the bridge
torch in hand, burning the damn thing down
come on I know its not going to improve by itself
but if I can
I'll help do what I can when I can how I can giving what I can
but to you first
I have to let you know in a way I know you'll see right through
a smoke screen of clinique clichés which bounce off the walls of ladies rooms
like shooting stars ramming into the black wall that is the end of the universe
all around us it screams but today it gains a voice
and its not by choice that you listen
it pulls you
pulls you away from what you want
and gives you what you need
and this time I've got what I need
and what I want
to keep the fires glaring and the lights whispering
everyone sets down their bowls from their mouths
as you glide in
and open up my heart
~kellen
bits of this and bits of that
in a world that's made of glass
things that hurt but no one sees
deep within our reveries
shards that penetrate the core
echoing the nevermore
hopelessness we find at last
in our world that's made of glass
~clariece munsey
In a room there is a box,
In that box there is a hope,
In that hope there is a lie,
In that lie there is a world,
In that world there is a girl
Who writes a poem
About a room.
~clariece
you mean something more like (but not limiting too) the pursuit of happiness fun and gear stuff popping out of little holes in the sky constructed (and deducted from) strawberry ice cream fluffier than (and prettier, too) and whole sack of alpacas (sack......alpac......) whose real names will not be used for their own privacy. 'bob' and 'jim' were once alpacas, but are now no more, because someone forgot to feed them, so they ran away to australia. and we all know that every alpaca that runs to australia is always (by default) thereon considered a "kangaroo"
therefore, through all possible deductions i find but one reason for the overpopulation of cact(i) in alaska:
an influx of beatle paraphernalia driving the locals mad and planting cactus after cactus to appease the alison god
*bows*