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Saturday, February 26, 2005

Poems.

The Battle Between Good & Evil
By Christy Compton
12-1-04

Fallen from above,
angels fly.
Coming from below,
hell cries.
Prepared to battle,
who will win?
Their swords are sharp;
like brand new.
Heading towards each other,
running and flying in the wind.
The middle of the battle;
no one's dead yet...
Coming to a close,
still the same results.
Finally, they realize no one can die.
They give up.
they decide the fued between the two should end.
Stay in their own boundaries where they belong.
If ever collided,
peaceful, friendly talk will come to be.

Midnight Mistress
I don't know who wrote this.

Alone in the park,
gazing into the dark,
what spell does the moon hold on me?
Since you've always despised
bright sun-kisses skies
only the mystifying nights leave me in your company.
Your soul is so compelling.
My love, there is no telling,
how far I will let you take me.
Coaxingly. you pull me near,
gently whispering in my ear.
Promising to give me enternity.
You vow to grant all my wishes.,
while covering me in kisses,
as you elegantly sweep me into your arms.
Then into the night together we take flight,
while I'm trapped in your enticing charm.
Our lust is a flame,
wildy burning untamed
as you seduce me with a feverish caress.
You trace my lips with your finger.
Into my eyes your gaze lingers,
before we collapse into passion enshadowed by darkness.
As my mortality dies;
your name my soul cries.
As I succumb to you with sign of resistance.
Though once alone forlorn,
my passion has been reborn
as I am enrobed by your nocturnal existence.
Through the exchange of dark blood,
in my veins your heart floods,
down my cheek the blood-stained tears.
Through tainted with pain,
the pleasure remains
and I know this unification can never be undone.
You have lured me away
from the light of day
with the enchantment of your fatal kiss.
My heart has surrendered
to your wicked splendor
as I become your midnight mistress.

Mr. Stitch
Urban Legend (not written by me).

This secret promise, I swear to keep.
Shared in trust, then buried deep.
Cross my heart and hope to die.
Stick a needle in my eye.
If I should tell a living soul,
May Mr. Stitch come take his toll.
And while I lay asleep in bed;
seal my lips with sewing thread.

Fallen Angel
by Akaikawa Natalie Anastasia

Interrupting my ascension into Heaven
They had ripped me from my fate
held back on this plane by unbreakable chains
I am not allowed to return
My wings blackened by the unhold light of this existence
Darkness covers the aura that surrounded me
Blinding my head from every emotion
My eyes lacking sign of life
A darker prophecy shadows my existence
One of which I have yet to learn
"On the day of her birth, she will be Reborn as the Red River."

Royal Fire
Author Unknown

I survive in the spirit of the Firefly's greatest treasure
Within her I have the strength to fight within the stars
I survive with the will in the sacred one
Giving me the dtermination to live on
I survive together with the whispers of the sovereign
Allowing me to be hidden and unharmed
I am the last of a legendary people
Of whom suffered their fate at the hands of the sun
100,000 years have passed since I last saw the light
For I have remained in the darkness for all eternity
This will be my last change to be free, for I am
"The last born goddess of the ancient Royal Fire."

| ~Rosie~ \\ 6:45 PM |


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Friday, February 25, 2005

Venting.

I feel like I'm... alone. It's this constant feeling I can't get rid of. And I don't know why, because I'm almost never physically alone. I don't really know how to explain it. I can't sleep at night, I'm depressed at school. People may not know it; I put on my happy face partly because I don't want anyone to ask any questions and partly because Caitlyn's already worried that she maybe, well you know. I've been so preoccupied with other things that I haven't really been paying attention to my blog. But I know I need it or I'll explode. It doesn't really hurt as much now that I know Jeff dun really like me. He didn't say it in those words but I can tell. It's a chick thing. I tried to keep telling myself he's just shy, and so has everyone else. But it's not him. It's always been me. I hate to sound dramatic but it's these walls I've built around myself over the years. A few people can get through but most people I meet now have no chance. Not that a lot of them would want it.