Posted on Mar 5th, 2008
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Rachel
Life is the rush of air through your lungs that comes with powerful emotion or exertion. Life is the serene look on a persons face that says they are happy to just be. Life is the tears that are shed, the hopes and dream. The way our spirits fly.
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Posted on Mar 5th, 2008
by Rachel
Peace, or more likely the ability to make/accept peace in my own life. It's there I just can't tap into it.
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Posted on Dec 6th, 2007
by Rachel
Blood congeals before death
Honey sweet to slow the beating heart
oxygen doesn't make it to the brain and
the light fads as the movie rides into the
sunset
Tendrils of cold climb up the fingers and toes
Chilling the bones, before flesh rots away and the sun bleaches these bones white
Sickness of the mind, decay starts from within.
I'm in a bad mood if you can't tell.
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Posted on Dec 6th, 2007
by Rachel
I try not to, and I don't most of the time. Sometimes, I do, but when I do I try not to dwell on it. I'm a wierd person, I get wierd reactions. A lot of people don't know what to think of me because I don't fit into their boxes. Some people don't like me because I don't fit into their boxes. My response to them is, if God meant us for us to come in boxes, we'd come in boxes but instead we are individual organic creations. You should learn to deal with that.
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Posted on Dec 5th, 2007
by Rachel
My dreams offer incite into who I am. Sometimes they offer incite into the future. Pull of the earth effects my dreams and my mind. I remember many of my dreams, and my life would be emptier if I didn't.
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Posted on Dec 3rd, 2007
by Rachel
The sense of communion and of being a part. A feeling that if we try, the whole world can be like this.
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