I was naive onceFor a second I forget everything I embrace the warmth of your hand in mine I feel the passion behind each kiss You hold me close enough to feel your heart sync with mine Thoughts of us together run through my head And for a second I fall for you, but I leave you insteadI was naive once
I was naïve enough once, I won't let it happen again
You and I both know I'm not the one We both can accept this was just for fun
Your hand was in mine just for cliché Each kiss was just for the thrill Holding me close was just for adrenaline Thoughts of us together left my m
Homesick.. wherever home isI am happy, I do love where I am at. Don't get me wrong. I'm not one to mope, and wait for change. If I wanted change I would make it happen, but don't think I don't miss you. Don't think I don't often wish I was with you. Don't think I don't contemplate coming home. Don't think I don't have days where I wanna pack it all up and go back. Don't think I don't question the choices in life that led me here. But also don't think, I think it's a mistake. You may not even know what led me there and here, and what leads me home. You may not even know where I call home. But I do. I know where I am from. I know what led me there. I know what led me herHomesick.. wherever home is
From the Inside OutDestroyed from the inside out Her faith in the people that she loves, diminished The trust she had in everyone she meets, gone The smile appears every time she speaks, fake The love she has for life, damaged The happiness from everything so simple, broken The hope she longed that one day he would come, erased Destroyed from the inside outFrom the Inside Out
AbandonedI was abandoned.Abandoned
Long before you even knew my name. I can’t explain it, or confess Just trust me, merely a stranger I know. But you have to believe I didn’t choose this Ask for honesty but I can’t give it Not yet, not now.
I was abandoned Long before I ever felt this way I can’t let it go, or move on. Just hear me out, my voice is shaking Ask for an explanation that I don’t have One day, maybe When she comes back for me.
meeting the brightest lightMy Dearest,meeting the brightest light
Your teeth are gritted over your fish scale tongue , and the fresh magnolia red is spewed over the pavement like ribbons over a ghost's skin, and I can't explain this, but this
Dawn
Don't eat me| The name is Jamie. I don't spend alot of time on this site as you can see. Although I do spend alot of time writing. I'm working on a novel, but really the only stuff I share is things my english teachers have approved. Nothing too personal, or even very good. I guess I mostly enjoy admiring my friends work, and occasionly coming across something inspirational. :]] |
Changes
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From, Rogue.
PS - Check out the comic that my brother and I are making! Find it here: [link]
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The rhythm of life is a powerful beat
Puts a tingle in your fingers and a tingle in your feet
Rhythm in your bedroom, rhythm in the street
Yes, the rhythm of life is a powerful beat
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~~Utiliza tu imaginación, no para asustarte, sino para lograr lo inimaginable~~
\_^* Maria *^_/
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Oh Baby It's Jamie
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"...as always, she was late."
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Oh Baby It's Jamie
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