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Name: Mary
Birthday: 8/17/1983
Gender: Female
Interests: Life
Expertise: dancing, working with bratty children, nail polish, fashion, hot shoes, hair, sleeping over at JoAnn's, making cds, folding sweaters and other old women clothing, giggling, TRUTH, Caahs, jump starting my caah (I also have the required ceritfication for this...I have it down to a science), "Bond"ing time
Occupation: Service Associate/Line Therapi
Message: message me
AIM:  MairBare01
Member Since:
7/22/2004
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| Over the sea and far away
She's waiting like an iceberg
Waiting to change
But she's cold inside
She wants to be like the water
All the muscles tighten in her face
Buries her soul in one embrace
They're one and the same
Just like water
The fire fades away
Most of everyday
Is full of tired excuses
But it's too hard to say
I wish it were simple
But we give up easily
You're close enough to see that
You're the other side of the world to me
On comes the panic light
Holding on with fingers and feelings alike
But the time has come
To move along
Can you help me
Can you let me go
And can you still love me
When you can't see me anymore?
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| Today is the anniversary of the day my 22-year-old cousin, Jenna, died last summer. Since my siblings and I are staying with my aunt and uncle this week, we went to see her grave today. It was very weird...and made it very real. Life is such a blessing, and it is so fragile. Today especially makes me realize that. May all of us look at each day for it's possibilities and not take it for granted. Teach us to count the days Teach us to make the days count Lead us in better ways, somehow our souls forgot Life means so much, Life means so much, Life means so much. -Chris Rice | | |
| I follow all the rules
Well, at least I'm trying
Hoping when my days are through
You'll be pleased
I've lived the longest days
Thinking my heart was so bad
Too scared to look in your face
Oh, if only I had
Is it alright if I stay here all night, by the shoreline?
I cannot believe You are angry or unjust
You have done nothing but have have compassion on us
So, be near when I've given up...be near me
I'm just like everyone else
We are all hiding
Acting like I have a wealth
Of knowledge and peace
But all I've ever wanted
And what men have given their lives for
Is a God who understands my weaknesses
A God that I can love
Is it alright if I stay here all night, by the shoreline?
I cannot believe You are angry or unjust
You have done nothing but have compassion on us
So be near when I've given up, be near me
I believe you are good, righteous
You've given my your reckless love
So be near me...be near me | | |
| Many have traveled this road before
I see their tracks in the dirt
But maybe I don’t agree
With where they are leading
And who am I, just a youth
But why has that become the excuse
A monotone voice
In my head saying
Dreaming all the time
It’s so foolish
Your flood of empty words
Will drown you in ruin
So we listen
Should we listen?
They shake their heads
As they drive away in the bandwagon
Didn’t feel like hitching a ride
Oh, but I’ll be fine
Some nights it’s hard to be alone
I want some kind of kinship
But the finish line
It drives me on
When they say.
Dreaming all the time
It’s so foolish
Your flood of empty words
Will drown you in ruin
So we listen
Should we listen
Come with me
They’ll call us revolutionaries
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