Poetry: Be By Your Side
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Sweetheart, did you know,
That I will never ever let go,
And,
My princess don't you stress,
Because you're the thing that's always on my mind,
So baby don't you cry,
I'll hold you in my arms tonight,
And don't you worry bout anything,
Because I will always be by your side,
MY love don't you say goodbye,
It'll send tears rolling down from your eyes,
And don't you ever stree,
Because I'll always be by your side,
Never let this love go,
Because you're the one I want to hold,
And if you were to ever leave,
I'll hope you know,
I'll always be by your side...
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** Yes, i know it sounds weird that I'm writing this, seeing as I am a girl, but this is in a guy's perspective seeing how i don't write anything where the guy is like the main character and the whatnot. lolz. this came up randomly. thought it was good. :D
Monday, August 24, 2009
Saturday, August 22, 2009
Poetry [Bittersweet Memories]
Poetry: Bittersweet Memories
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** Note: I am going to start labeling each post now for the title. Because my template doesn't show the titles and all. ;o
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Those bittersweet memoeies,
Fresh in my mind,
Those tears that slide down my cheeks,
Are salty and sour when they reach my lips,
That sad, sorrowful song,
Plays over in my mind,
And I have no idea what to do,
Since you walked out of my life,
Your short, simple notes,
Full of joy and happiness,
Has left a hole in my life,
And mocked my existence,
And I still remember,
Those sweet summer nights,
The kisses in the rain,
And the light in your eyes,
And all those memories,
Are all so sweet,
So bitter,
My bittersweet memories,
Forever mine to keep,
AS you walk out of my life,
With out a backward glance.
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** Note: I am going to start labeling each post now for the title. Because my template doesn't show the titles and all. ;o
--
Those bittersweet memoeies,
Fresh in my mind,
Those tears that slide down my cheeks,
Are salty and sour when they reach my lips,
That sad, sorrowful song,
Plays over in my mind,
And I have no idea what to do,
Since you walked out of my life,
Your short, simple notes,
Full of joy and happiness,
Has left a hole in my life,
And mocked my existence,
And I still remember,
Those sweet summer nights,
The kisses in the rain,
And the light in your eyes,
And all those memories,
Are all so sweet,
So bitter,
My bittersweet memories,
Forever mine to keep,
AS you walk out of my life,
With out a backward glance.
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10:19 PM
Thursday, August 13, 2009
The Love Bet: Part 23 ♥
The Love Bet; Part 23
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"Hey mom, are you going to my competition next week on Friday?" Valerie asked as her hair bobbed in a ponytail.
"Have I ever missed one?" the mother said, smiling from ear to ear.
"Mom, next Friday is the school play," Mariete said as she tugged on her mother's sleeve.
"Mariete, don't be so selfish," Valerie said as she looked pitifully at her younger sister.
"It's not fair," Mariete muttered under her breath as Valerie bent down to whisper in the 6 year old's ear.
"Life isn't fair," she whispered before straightening up and walking with more grace and more poise than Mariete would probably ever carry, and as she walked, her hair bobbed, up and down it went...
Mariete woke up once more. She had all these weird dreams at night. All dreams were complicated, but in this dream, it felt so real. In this dream she felt as if that had actually happened. Mariete laughed out loud, that couldn't have ever happened, it was just a dreams.
Mariete might've thought that dreams once came true, but now, she no longer believed it. She looked out the window, little flecks of snow danced their way onto the ground like flower petals in the wind. She looked at the white snow, looking out her window, and sighed. Mariete looked at the time, almost time for school.
Pulling on the white button up shirt and the simple black tie, she pondered about those dreams of hers. She grabbed the black sweater vest and pulled it over the top, the colar peeking out with the tie from the v-necked sweater, and just the bottom of the shirt showing from the bottom. Mariete struggled to pull on the black skirt and pulled on some stockings to cover it. Mariete looked in mirror, somehow today she felt different, looked different. She walked towards the door and turned the doorknob. It didn't turn...
Marite looked at it with shock. She looked out the window. A girl was walking into her parent's car. Who was she?!? The girl had wavy brown hair too, though it was obviously died, at least to Mariete it was. The girl looked at the balcony, where Mariete was standing, and smirked, her icy blue eyes flashed before entering there at last. Somehow, without even wondering, she knew who that girl was, a little cold winter's wind comfirmed her suspicions. [A.N. I spelled that wrong didn't I?] The wind whispered her name out loud, no... it couldn't be...
Valerie...
--
"Hey mom, are you going to my competition next week on Friday?" Valerie asked as her hair bobbed in a ponytail.
"Have I ever missed one?" the mother said, smiling from ear to ear.
"Mom, next Friday is the school play," Mariete said as she tugged on her mother's sleeve.
"Mariete, don't be so selfish," Valerie said as she looked pitifully at her younger sister.
"It's not fair," Mariete muttered under her breath as Valerie bent down to whisper in the 6 year old's ear.
"Life isn't fair," she whispered before straightening up and walking with more grace and more poise than Mariete would probably ever carry, and as she walked, her hair bobbed, up and down it went...
Mariete woke up once more. She had all these weird dreams at night. All dreams were complicated, but in this dream, it felt so real. In this dream she felt as if that had actually happened. Mariete laughed out loud, that couldn't have ever happened, it was just a dreams.
Mariete might've thought that dreams once came true, but now, she no longer believed it. She looked out the window, little flecks of snow danced their way onto the ground like flower petals in the wind. She looked at the white snow, looking out her window, and sighed. Mariete looked at the time, almost time for school.
Pulling on the white button up shirt and the simple black tie, she pondered about those dreams of hers. She grabbed the black sweater vest and pulled it over the top, the colar peeking out with the tie from the v-necked sweater, and just the bottom of the shirt showing from the bottom. Mariete struggled to pull on the black skirt and pulled on some stockings to cover it. Mariete looked in mirror, somehow today she felt different, looked different. She walked towards the door and turned the doorknob. It didn't turn...
Marite looked at it with shock. She looked out the window. A girl was walking into her parent's car. Who was she?!? The girl had wavy brown hair too, though it was obviously died, at least to Mariete it was. The girl looked at the balcony, where Mariete was standing, and smirked, her icy blue eyes flashed before entering there at last. Somehow, without even wondering, she knew who that girl was, a little cold winter's wind comfirmed her suspicions. [A.N. I spelled that wrong didn't I?] The wind whispered her name out loud, no... it couldn't be...
Valerie...
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12:01 PM
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