Well finding an old CD woke up a lot of thoughts from the past. Things have been strange the past few years, and there's people I miss. Was supposed to be spending the night out with one I care much for, but thanks to work that didn't happen. On the bright side weekends are 2 days

Anyway there's a key song to why all of this came about, Funny how a song can make a couple of nights into something amazing. Regretably the artist who wrote this song is no longer around, and also never made it big like I think everyone there that night thought they would. But I think this song still means a lot to a lot of us there were there. I know it does to me. And I think it does for whom I speak of.
i see you standing all alone
you look at me like i belong here in this place that you call home
as i drift away from every day and everything i try to say
is making me just want you even more
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I want nothing more than to say
that nothing makes me feel this way
that every time I close my eyes I think of you
anything to set me free
needed this just to believe
that nothing in this world is real to me but you
I feel your breath upon my skin
I think you've torn apart my insides from within
and sometimes i feel more lonely when I'm with you than when I'm alone
I look down on you like life went down on me
I want nothing more than to say
that nothing makes me feel this way
and every time I close my eyes I think of you
anything to set me free
needed this just to believe
that nothing in this world is real to me but you
I want nothing more than to say
that nothing makes me feel this way
and every time I close my eyes I think of you
anything to set me free
needed this just to believe
that nothing in this world is real to me but you
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On another note I would really like to start posting some of my paintings on here and actually get into this community more. But that's going to require someone to teach me how to scan a canvas... I'm not really skilled at this computer stuff. But with luck maybe I'll have something up soon.
((Lizz))
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my beloved do you know, how many times i stared at clouds thinking that i saw you there, these are feelings that do not pass so easily, i cant forget, what we claimed was ours.
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my beloved do you know, how many times i stared at clouds thinking that i saw you there, these are feelings that do not pass so easily, i cant forget, what we claimed was ours.
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