finding
typhoid if you bring someone home in a dream, will they appear in the physical?

if you die in a dream and make a deal to be resurrected, will you be required to fulfill the contract? even if you don't know what the deal is?
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jajen are eyes ever so revleaing that they need to be opened in searching? Or is this metaphorical term for sunbathing just a crisp reminder that all of us are opening up our own doors. Just a meaninglesss as a shake soaked wonder bra, I'm finding this just the same. 011111
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Destination? I am finding you are only as strong as your broken heart. 011205
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ClairE yourself.

above anything else.
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she true, comfortable love is impossible. 011218
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morphine. well, orange juice, for one.


for two? four two.

say goodbye,


hello.
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Ash I am never finding what I want, when I want it. I must be looking in the wrong place. 030206
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Amanda I wonder if I will ever find myself there is so much of me, myself and I, hiding deep inside unable to seep out.
My rowdy cowgirl wants to ride her horse into the sunset after a long day of two stepping in the barn and yodeling some blues,
My hip-hop chick wants to bounce to da beat with her J-Lo look and stylish ways
I want to meditate in a circle of herbs and spices with salts and crystals, to worship the earth. For she is the truth we all seek for in religion.
I want to rope cattle while listening to Nelly in a witch-infested forest
And sit with an Indian shawmen and smoke their peyote while dancing to the earths spirits, hunting buffalo
I would like to become a Buddhist and learn the discipline of the old ways
I want to go to Ireland and find a pot of gold, swim with the mermaid, run with the unicorns and find fairies in Iceland
Finding myself is with-in these beautiful boundaries
I am a dazzle in distress and a great female warrior
Will I ever express whatís inside?
In need the means, some encouragement. Perhaps your blessing to be me. Tell me its ok to be me!
The best word to explain myself is labyrinth. And in the center is my soul.
But how to get there?
The journey should be magical, a journey full of fantasy but in reality it is all death and pain, sorrow and hurt, loss and regret, lies, disloyalty, cause and effect
You would think to cheat and climb the walls but they are thick with thorns that pierce your soul
Dangerous creators I have met with out warning
Obvious but oblivious!
They came, they hurt. I go!
I came, I hurt, and I still go!
Maybe if I stayed and fought the world in front of me I would be able to pass,
But hiding is what I do best inside of me, myself and I unable to seep out.
I wonder sometimes if there are people here, trying to find me.
Once upon a time when I was only a few years into the maze, I realized that one day Id be completely lost inside of myself and I would hide away
I told someone this and they replied with a promise to always find me
I guess the fierce dragon that fallows me everywhere has used his fiery breath and has burned to many bridges
I could trace my steps back but the pain of getting burned makes me stay
The same reason they will not come find me is that it would burn them too
But a promise is a promise
That bridge is still there standing still green with ivy
I have never broken a promise with that one and I have never spoken words that was a lie and the words that I did not say is what makes you stay away
But that bridge is not burnt my dragon has not crossed. Just in case someone wants to keep their promise
The goddess that lives inside of me is the reason they all fall in love with me, because I cannot find her is why they all want to destroy me! Will I ever find her?
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Amanda Lynn S I wonder if I will ever find myself there is so much of me, myself and I, hiding deep inside unable to seep out.
My rowdy cowgirl wants to ride her horse into the sunset after a long day of two stepping in the barn and yodeling some blues,
My hip-hop chick wants to bounce to da beat with her J-Lo look and stylish ways
I want to meditate in a circle of herbs and spices with salts and crystals, to worship the earth. For she is the truth we all seek for in religion.
I want to rope cattle while listening to Nelly in a witch-infested forest
And sit with an Indian shawmen and smoke their peyote while dancing to the earths spirits, hunting buffalo
I would like to become a Buddhist and learn the discipline of the old ways
I want to go to Ireland and find a pot of gold, swim with the mermaid, run with the unicorns and find fairies in Iceland
Finding myself is with-in these beautiful boundaries
I am a dazzle in distress and a great female warrior
Will I ever express whatís inside?
In need the means, some encouragement. Perhaps your blessing to be me. Tell me its ok to be me!
The best word to explain myself is labyrinth. And in the center is my soul.
But how to get there?
The journey should be magical, a journey full of fantasy but in reality it is all death and pain, sorrow and hurt, loss and regret, lies, disloyalty, cause and effect
You would think to cheat and climb the walls but they are thick with thorns that pierce your soul
Dangerous creators I have met with out warning
Obvious but oblivious!
They came, they hurt. I go!
I came, I hurt, and I still go!
Maybe if I stayed and fought the world in front of me I would be able to pass,
But hiding is what I do best inside of me, myself and I unable to seep out.
I wonder sometimes if there are people here, trying to find me.
Once upon a time when I was only a few years into the maze, I realized that one day Id be completely lost inside of myself and I would hide away
I told someone this and they replied with a promise to always find me
I guess the fierce dragon that fallows me everywhere has used his fiery breath and has burned to many bridges
I could trace my steps back but the pain of getting burned makes me stay
The same reason they will not come find me is that it would burn them too
But a promise is a promise
That bridge is still there standing still green with ivy
I have never broken a promise with that one and I have never spoken words that was a lie and the words that I did not say is what makes you stay away
But that bridge is not burnt my dragon has not crossed. Just in case someone wants to keep their promise
The goddess that lives inside of me is the reason they all fall in love with me, because I cannot find her is why they all want to destroy me! Will I ever find her?
070410
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Amanda Lynn S I wonder if I will ever find myself there is so much of me, myself and I, hiding deep inside unable to seep out.
My rowdy cowgirl wants to ride her horse into the sunset after a long day of two stepping in the barn and yodeling some blues,
My hip-hop chick wants to bounce to da beat with her J-Lo look and stylish ways
I want to meditate in a circle of herbs and spices with salts and crystals, to worship the earth. For she is the truth we all seek for in religion.
I want to rope cattle while listening to Nelly in a witch-infested forest
And sit with an Indian shawmen and smoke their peyote while dancing to the earths spirits, hunting buffalo
I would like to become a Buddhist and learn the discipline of the old ways
I want to go to Ireland and find a pot of gold, swim with the mermaid, run with the unicorns and find fairies in Iceland
Finding myself is with-in these beautiful boundaries
I am a dazzle in distress and a great female warrior
Will I ever express whatís inside?
In need the means, some encouragement. Perhaps your blessing to be me. Tell me its ok to be me!
The best word to explain myself is labyrinth. And in the center is my soul.
But how to get there?
The journey should be magical, a journey full of fantasy but in reality it is all death and pain, sorrow and hurt, loss and regret, lies, disloyalty, cause and effect
You would think to cheat and climb the walls but they are thick with thorns that pierce your soul
Dangerous creators I have met with out warning
Obvious but oblivious!
They came, they hurt. I go!
I came, I hurt, and I still go!
Maybe if I stayed and fought the world in front of me I would be able to pass,
But hiding is what I do best inside of me, myself and I unable to seep out.
I wonder sometimes if there are people here, trying to find me.
Once upon a time when I was only a few years into the maze, I realized that one day Id be completely lost inside of myself and I would hide away
I told someone this and they replied with a promise to always find me
I guess the fierce dragon that fallows me everywhere has used his fiery breath and has burned to many bridges
I could trace my steps back but the pain of getting burned makes me stay
The same reason they will not come find me is that it would burn them too
But a promise is a promise
That bridge is still there standing still green with ivy
I have never broken a promise with that one and I have never spoken words that was a lie and the words that I did not say is what makes you stay away
But that bridge is not burnt my dragon has not crossed. Just in case someone wants to keep their promise
The goddess that lives inside of me is the reason they all fall in love with me, because I cannot find her is why they all want to destroy me! Will I ever find her?
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