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Humorous poem about my chocolate chip cookie =P [20 Dec 2004|04:10pm]

[ mood | tired and werry of swim meet.. ]


I take a bite
immediately plunging head first
into some vast greatness
spinning, twirling out of control.
Down a spiral vortex into my soul.

There the chocolate melts
Releasing guilty pleasures
Into the already filthy atmosphere
Wrapping me up inside the taste
The pureness, too good to waste

Outside, the others whisper
Each wanting what they can’t have
It wasn’t theirs for the taking
My tongue tingles in its bliss
It makes them yearn for what they miss.

The smell, the godly mix
The heavenly bakery,
Cant put a price on the deliciousness
Everyone knows it’s too good to be real
Forever encased, in an unbreakable seal.

The mind, driven from its normality
Into the darkness to seek thee cookie
The perfect, perfect cookie
Ah, but it is not what it seems
This cookie cannot be eaten, except in your dreams.

Tell me what you think :)

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[19 Dec 2004|06:06pm]

theres a feeling deep inside
too damn hard to describe.
but i know its love.

try to see my memory,
of a diffrent place,
all diffrent trees.
this place ive seen
does not even exist.
but that doesnt mean,
that it wont be missed.

theres a place down the road,
a most humble abode.
this place where i lived,
everyone has called home.
this place that i know,
it wont ever grow old.

im aware of the fact,
im arriving, full impact.
im not alone in this world.
the truth is that im here with you.
if you dont need me i will find nothing new.
ill grow old and stale just waiting for you.
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Apologies [19 Dec 2004|08:14am]

[ mood | sad ]

Okay, I know I just joined and this is kinda bad for me to do this, but I won't be able to actually start posting till after Christmas as I'm going on a little trip outta the country. I'm really really sorry and promise to write lots over the holidays!!!
Thank you for acepting me.
Sorry again

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Last thing I've created on the computer. [19 Dec 2004|09:57pm]

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[19 Dec 2004|05:18am]

[ mood | tired ]

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sophistocratty  is my personal journal, I'll promote there.
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[17 Dec 2004|08:00am]
Hmmmm, all kinds of art eh? Well, for this post, I think I'm going to let you guys see a song I wrote. Enjoy.

by Thomas Arthur Ratliff (ME!!!!!!)

When we first met, I knew you were the one
And I asked you out so we could have some fun
I never wouldv'e guessed how far one date would go
And after all this time, I thought that you should know

When you're here with me, I know how good life can be, baby
And if it weren't for you, I know that I would go so crazy
All the time we spend together, I know that I would never
Love another the way that I love you

Hook 1: It's amazing, how you make me feel inside/
It's amazing, that youre gonna be my bride/
Your smile, your style, the look in your eyes/
You make me thank God I'm alive/
And it's amazing, all the love I have inside... for you

I love you more every single day
Looking back, I'm so glad that you stayed
I have really never felt more for anyone else
You mean so much, and I love you more than life itself

It has been so many years since we first met one another
For the rest of my life, I could never love any other
But now you see it differently, and how I wish you could see
Exactly how much I still love you, and what you mean to me

And if I never get to hold... you again
And if this is really to be... the end
I can always reminice, about your sweet kiss
And how fortunate I am not to have missed

Hook 2: How amazing, you were when I called you mine
How amazing, that you were part of my life
Your smile, your style, the look in your eyes
How I miss that on cold lonely nights
You are so amazing, and I always will... love you

© Thomas Arthur Ratliff 2002
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deep thoughts written on cheap paper napkins [16 Dec 2004|10:03pm]

[ mood | mellow ]

testing. testing. 1.2.3...
is anybody out there
can anybody see
these worlds have blurred together
i have forgotten what is real
but NO this can't be my fault
These drugs won't numb the way i feel
So i'll keep crying out
Maybe they can hear
But they walk on by
and my pain turns to anger
why do they do that?
why don't they care
Can't they see this cry for help
it just isn't fair!
the least they can do is give me a knife
so i can cut myself deep
and let this pain out
to turn the drill to sleep
NO this can't be happening!
i don't want to die
so for now i will sit here...
i will sit here and cry...

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My favorite that I didn't post on my app [16 Dec 2004|12:15pm]
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[16 Dec 2004|10:19am]
OK, I promoted it here
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[16 Dec 2004|10:14am]
What's Familiar Me

certainly a new situation for me
its so tough, but i still pine
and all the time i spend thinking
the less i am inclined
to go back to the way i used to be
what's familiar to me

ive given it alot of time
in the end, it still turned on me
after all that time it was good
the more it seems best not
to go back to the way i used to be
what's familiar to me

so maybe it's best i strike out
in the world, alot may await me
after all this saddness i've been feeling
the more it seems i need
to go back to the way i need to be
what should be familiar to me

You only get one a day from me, so nyah!
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new app... [16 Dec 2004|02:16am]
[ mood | my eyes burn... ]

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NEW APPLICATION [15 Dec 2004|08:24pm]
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Never Knew. [14 Dec 2004|09:34pm]

[ mood | creative ]

Thoughts are running through my head
always the same, never dead
I am thinking of when I was free
always happy, as could be

I think inside my head
its oh so dead
I cannot take the grieving anymore
I feel so used
so fuckin used.
And I wont take it anymore

Hopes are filling my heart
always the same, we'd never be apart
I am hoping I'll be w/ you
just like you wanted
and I never knew

I feel inside my heart
its oh so cold
I cannot feel it anymore
The warmth is gone, and so are you
I'll never take you back
Cuz I don't love you anymore

I see with eyes
so bright and wide.
The future for the 1st time,
I can see the smile upon her face.

My soul is glad
to be w/ her.
She's never sad, not anymore
She's safe and warm, in my arms.
Just like I wanted
and you never knew.

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[14 Dec 2004|01:01am]

Okay I am going home tomorrow and I would like to inform everyone in this lovely community that I might or might not be on during the Christmas Break. So, if not, I'll be back January 18th I believe it is. Don't make me the most hated person on LJ, kthxbye. New poem time.

Lonely and waiting
For you again
Since you left
I've been so lost

Running in circles
To end up in the same, empty place
That you used to fill
Until I got left behind

I thought for sure
You really were going to be around
And not like the others

You are a dream
You are everything to me
Or you used to be
Until you left me behind

Some days I feel like I'm falling apart
Without you here with me
To lift me up
To where I need to be with you

So, I'm hoping, dreaming
You will come back to dominate my life
Once again
And maybe, just maybe you will
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My App [13 Dec 2004|10:12pm]

[ mood | crazy ]

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Dead Ends [13 Dec 2004|04:58pm]

[ mood | accomplished ]

in bennetts class we were reading one poem from our note books and i read on that was free-verse--for extra credit. and its a sad, deep poem, and when i got done reading it, everyone jsut stared at me, mouth agape, and so i like laughed alittle, and i heard some wows, and such, and mr. bennett, was like woah and raised his eyebrows, and that was pretty weird, and sunny came over to me at lunch and was like, wow, i really liked your poem today lisa, it was deep, real deep, your really good.

Dead Ends

Looking back
At that cursed day
I wish I could change it
But it wont go away

So much anger builds up
I yell at the sky
Screaming out questions
Wondering why

I wish it was me
Staining the ground
I wish it was me
Instead of you not around

You would be here
If I was in that seat
You wouldn’t die of burns
From third degree heat

Your laughter
Your smile
The feeling of it gone
Won’t leave my heart for a while

You were always good
With helping me
See through my problems
You saw things I couldn’t see

You were my eyes
Because I was too blind to see
I was amazing to you
But you were so beautiful to me

Your fate teaches me strength
There was nothing you couldn’t do
I would discover the world
The day I walked in your shoes

Because your life
Seems more important than mine
I would trade in a heartbeat
But you ran out of time

If it didn’t end
I wonder if I would be this strong
Your death taught me to cope
I learned to hold on

The night was dark
There was no moon
But the fire lit up the world
Like the real time was noon

Loneliness is depressing
But loss is real
It can be determined
Just how we will feel

Would you be writing this
Do you regret what you do
I would gladly switch places
I’d die to save you.
--lisa price


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[12 Dec 2004|07:13pm]

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[12 Dec 2004|06:05pm]

Broken and bruised
left hanging by the neuse
The lifeless object
swings with the breeze
hanging there
in the nearest tree
she climbed
tied it tight
kicked the ladder from beneath her feet
snapped her neck
died in pain
which was nothing
compared to
pain she felt
day after day
minute after minute

They take
her down
to lie her in her final resting place
examine her body
realize that the hanging
wasn't the only wound she had
her heart was
her mind was tormented
and her body was scarred
all because of
those that she loved so dear
her family cried their tears
and the ones she
laughed in their victory
how can someone turn their back
tell her to do it
to just leave everything she ever knew
and when she
tries once,
they don't even realize
nothing left
she did it
only this time
it really was the end
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New Application [11 Dec 2004|11:16pm]

[ mood | weird ]

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[11 Dec 2004|09:23pm]

no application just yet i will do one later but just to let u know in the communitys info there are HTML codes with * in them but if you use this

<*textarea name="NAME" cols=40 rows=8> paste HTML cod here <*/textarea*>

(of course take out the *)

then you wont need to have the * and it will make it easer for those computer illiterate peoples:P
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