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20 March 2005
(POEM) Change The Future, Change The Past
Mood:  chillin'
Now Playing: life
Topic: Life
Damed the things in life that cannot be changed. The things we all want to change.The things about us we don't like, the things we have all done that were not very proud of, and the things about other people. But, the thing is, it will not change, as it is in the past, and it is the way things are. What you can change is what things will be. You now have the time and chance to prevent things that you would like to change. If you do not do something that you know you would want to change later, then don't do it. Then soon enough, you will no longer have anything in life you will want to change.



Copyrighted 2004-Jessica Sloniger

Posted by jessica18fl at 3:52 AM EST
Updated: 20 March 2005 4:00 AM EST
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(POEM) On The 1 Hit Wonder
Mood:  party time!
Now Playing: Exstacy Trip Out
Topic: He's Tripping on Exstacy
He sat there,
not saying a word;
Why was he so quiet,
it was quite absurd;

Feeling his joy of mystery,
he sits up and begins to read;
Reading fast and watching me,
things aren't as they used to be;

Moving, and moving,
and moving some more;
He's lost, he's gone,
he's in his own little world;

Pink leaves and purple tree's,
bright lights and great dreams;
Singing and laughing and having fun,
not stopping until they are done;

Over, and over, and over again,
here and there, and back again;
His mind and body not to return,
don't worry, no need to mourn;

World spinning,
your drifting;
Your leaving this world,
how nifty;

Floating in a spinning rainbow,
just sit, relax, and let your mind flow;
As the breathe of peppermint passes your eyes,
you become engulfed, much to your surprise;

Darkness falls,
and worlds collide;
Here come monsters,
along for the ride;

Breathing as fresh,
as fresh as can be;
You are getting real close;
very close to me;

Eyes open,
and blazed as well;
Prays to God,
he don't wanna go to hell;

Turned down once, twice,
three times by me;
Not getting what he wants,
he can't believe;

Just wake up,
why can't you see;
Buddy, your the one trippin,
not me;



Copyrighted 2004-Jessica Sloniger

Posted by jessica18fl at 3:41 AM EST
Updated: 20 March 2005 4:00 AM EST
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