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    dotsJournal: Skyline Pigeondots
    -------------------------------------------
    Mood: This mood is too deep for me to handle

    Turn me loose from your hands
    Let me fly to distant lands
    Over green fields, trees and mountains
    Flowers and forest fountains
    Home along the lanes of the skyway

    For this dark and lonely room
    Projects a shadow cast in gloom
    And my eyes are mirrors
    Of the world outside
    Thinking of the way
    That the wind can turn the tide
    And these shadows turn from purple into grey

    For just a skyline pigeon
    Dreaming of the open
    Been waiting for the day
    He can spread his wings
    And fly away again
    Fly away, skyline pigeon, fly
    Towards the dreams
    You've left so very far behind

    Just let me wake up in the morning
    To the smell of new mown hay
    To laugh and cry, to live and die
    In the brightness of my day

    I want to hear the pealing bells
    Of distant churches sing
    But most of all please free me
    From this aching metal ring
    And open out this cage towards the sun

    For just a skyline pigeon
    Dreaming of the open
    Been waiting for the day
    He can spread his wings
    And fly away again
    Fly away, skyline pigeon, fly
    Towards the dreams
    You've left so very far behind

    ...Created 2007-01-20 18:05:34

    dotsJournal: Empathydots
    -------------------------------------------
    Mood: The Usual

    Have we come of age to this?
    Is this all we'll ever get?
    Hidden truth and lies and blame.
    Said you bleed a poor man's blood,
    But it's not yours mixed with the mud.
    You could never die like that.

    Grace to thee
    Empathy
    May you never sleep well again

    It's a larger frame we need.
    Here's a picture incomplete.
    You're a tragedy at best.
    As it falls apart you'll see
    It's a shame it couldn't be
    I guess someone else knew better.

    Grace to thee
    Empathy
    May you never sleep well again
    Grace to thee
    And empathy
    May you never sleep well again

    Little angels left by the roadside, smile

    Grace to thee
    Empathy
    May we never sleep well again

    ~Crosstide~

    ...Created 2006-04-27 19:44:57

    dotsJournal: Goodbye My Lovedots
    -------------------------------------------
    Mood: In Love

    Did I disappoint you or let you down?
    Should I be feeling guilty or let the Judge's frown?
    'Cause I saw the end before we'd begun.
    Yes I saw you were blinded, and I knew I had won.
    So I took what's mine by eternal right.
    Took your soul out into the night.
    It may be over but it won't stop there.
    I am here for you if you'd only care.
    You touched my heart, you touched my soul.
    You changed my life and all my goals.
    And love is blind and that I knew when
    My heart was blinded by you.
    I've kissed your lips and held your hand.
    Shared your dreams and shared your bed.
    I know you well, I know your smell.
    I've been addicted to you.

    Goodbye my lover
    Goodbye my friend
    You have been the one
    You have been the one for me

    I am a dreamer, and when I wake
    You can break my spirit - it's my dreams you take.
    And as you move on, remember me.
    Remember us and all we used to be.
    I've seen you cry, I've seen you smile.
    I've watched you sleeping for a while.
    I'd be the father of your child.
    I'd spend a lifetime with you.
    I know your fears and you know mine.
    We've had our doubts but not we're fine.
    And I love you, I swear that's true.
    I cannot live without you.

    Goodbye my lover
    Goodbye my friend
    You have been the one
    You have been the one for me

    And I still hold your hand in mine
    In mine when I'm asleep
    And I will bare my soul in time
    When I'm kneeling at your feet
    Goodbye my lover
    Goodbye my friend
    You have been the one
    You have been the one for me

    ~James Blunt~

    (STEVE! Did you download his stuff yet? Every day you wait is a day wasted, I tell you man! Thanks for the concert. A dose of you and Crosstide did me a world of good.)

    ...Created 2006-04-26 22:27:08

    dotsJournal: Becoming Me:dots
    -------------------------------------------
    Mood: Here and there

    Tears And Rain

    How I wish I could surrender my soul;
    Shed the clothes that become my skin
    See the liar that burns within my needing.
    How I wish I'd chosen darkness from cold.
    How I wish I could scream out loud,
    Instead I found no meaning.

    I guess it's time I run far, far away
    Find comfort in pain,
    All pleasure's the same; it just keeps me from trouble.
    Hides my true shape, like Dorian Gray.
    I've heard what they say, but I'm not here for trouble.
    It's more than just words, it's just tears and rain.

    How I wish I could walk through the doors of my mind. Hold memory close at hand,
    Help me understand the years.
    How I wish I could choose between Heaven and Hell.
    How I wish I could save my soul.
    I'm so cold from fear.

    I guess it's time I run far, far away
    Find comfort in pain
    All pleasure's the same; it just keeps me from trouble.
    Hides my true shape, like Dorian Gray.
    I've heard what they say, but I'm not here for trouble.
    Far, far away
    Find comfort in pain
    All pleasure's the same; it just keeps me from trouble.
    Hide's my true shape, like Dorian Gray.
    I've heard what they say, but I'm not here for trouble.
    It's more than just words; it's just tears and rain.
    ~James Blunt~

    (Steve, download every single song done by this man. He's an inch away from Crosstide status. I'm in luuuv!)

    ...Created 2006-04-21 18:10:14

    dotsJournal: New Stuffdots
    -------------------------------------------
    Mood: In Love

    If You Could Read My Mind

    If you could read my mind, love
    What a tale my thoughts could tell
    Just like an old time movie
    'Bout a ghost from a wishing well
    In a castle dark or a fortress strong
    With chains upon my feet
    You know that ghost is me
    And I will never be set free
    As long as I'm a ghost you can't see

    If I could read your mind, love
    What a tale your thoughts could tell
    Just like a paperback novel
    The kind the drugstores sell
    When you reach the part where the heartaches come
    The hero would be me
    But heroes often fail
    And you won't read that book again
    Because the ending's just too hard to take

    I'd walk away like a movie star
    Who gets burned in a three way script
    Enter number two
    A movie queen to play the scene
    Of bringing all the good things out in me
    But for now, love, let's be real

    I never thought I could act this way
    And I've got to say that I just don't get it
    I don't know where we went wrong
    But the feeling's gone
    And I just can't get it back

    If you could read my mind, love
    What a tale my thoughts could tell
    Just like an old time movie
    'Bout a ghost from a wishing well
    In a castle dark or a fortress strong
    With chains upon my feet
    But stories always end

    And if you read between the lines
    You'll know that I'm just trying to understand
    The feeling's that you lack
    I never thought I could feel this way
    And I've got to say that I just don't get it
    I don't know where we went wrong
    But the feeling's gone
    And I just can't get it back
    ~Gordon Lightfoot~

    ...Created 2005-12-05 02:52:48

    dotsJournal: **sigh**dots
    -------------------------------------------
    Mood: The Usual

    You are my sunshine
    My only sunshine
    You make me happy
    When skies are gray
    You'll never know, dear
    How much I love you
    Please don't take
    My sunshine away

    The other night, dear
    As I lay sleeping
    I dreamed I held you
    In my arms
    But when I woke up
    I was alone, dear
    And I hung my head down
    And cried

    ...Created 2005-11-25 12:40:50

    dotsJournal: Vacationdots
    -------------------------------------------
    Mood: In Love

    Hiya everyone. It feels like it's been years since I've been on here. What's new? I'll have to re-establish my place in this group

    I got a new job a few weeks ago (yes, dancing again) and for the most part, I'm really enjoying it. Most of the girls I work with are, unfortunately, like stereotypical strippers. I know which one is a coke head, which one is an alcoholic, which one stays with a man who beats her, which one has four babies by four different daddies. It saddens me that I've become so numb to them and their life stories.
    Anyways...

    The past few weeks have been so busy. Too busy, really. Between working all week and having Arick's daughter every weekend, I felt myself coming close to a precarious little edge...I was sure that I would snap and get into a bar fight or something. So this passed weekend, Arick and I went away for the first time in months. Oh glorious moments! First we went up to my grandparents property in the middle of the forest (it was a family day up there...everyone came) Those are the woods I grew up in, and it was nice to finally show my lover where my home really is. I took him down the little path that was beaten in by little feet years before to the pond that I've described so many times. I haven't been to that spot in well over a year, but it's always hard for me. I could still see us as children, trying to build a stick house, picking up pretty rocks for a collection that we were never serious about. I told Arick the story of how I broke my toe there for the first time. He laughed with me, and he stood in silence with me and allowed me to shed my tear and say hello to memories.
    After that, we headed to the beach, my other home. Now Arick and I are a pretty laid back couple. We play monopoly and read and watch cartoons (or rather, he watches the cartoons with me lol) but when we get a chance to be rowdy, we make the most of it. Windows down, music blaring, singing at the tops of our lungs. It was such a nice weekend. We stayed in a tiny hotel off the main strip in Newport, and played our asses off in Lincholn City. We went to a casino and had some drinks and lost some money and met a fabulous old beat-nick named Fred. We had dinner in a resturant that has a wall of glass over looking the ocean and ate things that we won't be able to afford to eat again for a long time Gambled some more, lost more money, then called it a night and went back to our hotel. We ended up staying up a little later than we thought....but ya'll don't need to know about that part ;) The next morning we got up obscenely early (who ever thought of a 11 am check out time???) and went to downtown Newport. Our favorite show in the world is "Ripley's, Believe It Or Not", of course, and the only Ripley's museum in Oregon is in Newport. I was a bit disappointed, but it was smaller than I thought it would be. But it was still a blast. After that we got some coffee and walked along the docks and stared at the ocean and talked to the sea lions ten feet below us. They're such show-offs. Then we went into the Wax Works Museum...that was alot of fun. I was wishing that my 8 year old nephew was with us. He would have loved it. Then we drove home.

    I know this is long, and I don't really expect alot of you to read all of it. I'm mostly writing it for myself, so I can go back and re-live it whenever I want. It was just what we both needed...to get away and have big-kid time. We're ready to get back into our routine now. I've got some catching up to do with all of you Talk to you soon

    Be Well

    ...Created 2005-10-10 14:56:24

    dotsJournal: One Tin Soldierdots
    -------------------------------------------
    Mood: Sad

    Listen, people, to a story
    That was written long ago
    About a people on a mountain
    And the valley far below
    On the mountain was a treasure
    Burried deep beneath a stone
    And the valley people swore
    That they would have it for their own

    So the people of the valley
    Sent a message up the hill
    Asking for the burried treasure
    And the gold for which they'd kill
    Came an answer from the mountain
    "With our brothers we shall share
    All the secrets of the mountain
    And the treasure burried there"

    So the people of the valley said
    "Mount your horses and draw your swords"
    And they killed the mountain people
    So they won their just rewards
    As they stood beside the treasure
    On the mountain, dark and red
    Turned the stone and looked beneath it
    "Peace On Earth" was all it said

    So go ahead and hate your neighbor
    Go ahead and cheat a friend
    But do it in the name of Heaven
    You can justify it in the end
    But you won't hear any trumpets blowing
    Come that judgement day
    On the bloody morning after
    One tin soldier rides away
    -------------------------------------------------------
    I have no idea who wrote this song. I can't find it anywhere. But when Jane and I were kids, her father used to sit with us and play his acoustic guitar and sing this song for us (it was always either this or "Stairway To Heaven"...Mr. Daniel's had a beautiful voice) I haven't sung it in ages (mostly because I have a horrible singing voice) but it still brings tears of happiness to my eyes. Ah, good times.

    ...Created 2005-09-01 17:17:43

    dotsJournal: Argdots
    -------------------------------------------
    Mood: Rant

    Oye vey, it's been ages since I've been here. What took me so damn long? I've set aside my pen and paper the last few weeks, and today I feel the strain of having kept everything in my brain instead of puting it on paper where it belongs. Writers block or I just feel harried, I'm not sure. (I was bit by a spider last night in my bed, on my wrist, and it's really freaking me out...lol, stop laughing at me!)
    My lover is about to go to court with his ex-bitch for custody of their 2 year old daughter. I find myself in an entirely new position here. I've only had one lover before that had a child...but her child was 3 years older then I was at the time lol, so it doesn't really count. I raised my two nephews, and I'm very close to them and my two nieces, so it's not like I'm a flunk with kids. Kids adore me. I wrestle with them But this...this is different. This is a role, a new role, that I'm Very much not used to. And it's heavy, I tells ya. I like Josie alot. She's a neat kid who speaks Russian. And I think she likes me. But, I wonder and worry, will she grow up thinking of me as the evil step-mother? Arick's lawyer just called us a while ago. Nino (the ex-bitch) wants to know my criminal history. Which, surprisingly enough, is very minimal. She's seen me once...and she told Her lawyer that she thinks we're taking drugs because I have tattoos and piercings. Laugh it up, dear friends, we deffinately are. What a miserable excuse for a human being, and a mother at that. She wants full custody of Josie, but she knows that the judge won't grant that. So now she's grasping for something...anything...to keep Josie and Arick apart. It's really quite amusing. And we're not worried in the least.
    *sigh* Women suck lol

    ...Created 2005-08-08 16:16:50

    dotsJournal: Pictures Of Youdots
    -------------------------------------------
    Mood: The Usual

    I've been looking so long at these pictures of you
    That I almost believe that they're real
    I've been living so long with my pictures of you
    That I almost believe that the pictures
    Are all I can feel

    Remembering
    You standing quiet in the rain
    As I ran to your heart to be near
    And we kissed as the sky fell in
    Holding you close
    How I always held close in your fear
    Remembering
    You running soft through the night
    You were bigger and brighter and whiter than snow
    And screamed at the make-believe
    Screamed at the sky
    And you finally found all your courage
    To let it all go

    Remembering
    You falling into my arms
    Crying for the death of your heart
    You were stone white
    So delicate
    Lost in the cold
    You were always so lost in the dark
    Remembering
    You how you used to be
    So drowned in your Angels
    So much more then everything
    Hold for the last time then slip away quietly
    Open my eyes
    But I never see anything

    If only I'd thought of the right words
    I could have held on to your heart
    If only I'd thought of the right words
    I wouldn't be breaking apart
    All my pictures of you

    Looking so long at these pictures of you
    But I never hold on to your heart
    Looking so long for the words to be true
    But always just breaking apart
    My pictures of you

    There was nothing in the world
    That I ever wanted more
    Than to feel you deep in my heart
    There was nothing in the world
    That I ever wanted more
    Than to never feel the breaking apart
    All my pictures of you
    ~The Cure~

    ...Created 2005-07-29 19:22:27

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