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but whyyyyyy, She is sneaky as hell 
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oh get over it,
or umm never mind, lol |
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oh get over it, or umm never mind, lol
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sorry updating one I know it been a while lol
It is growing dark Moonlight shimmers reluctantly upon all it over sees Glimmering shards from above, hesitantly at first, reveal themselves For all light seems lustrous in such dark presences A familiar calmness now approaches Elders creek gently in the wind as though they are speaking Stones sing as liquid silhouettes thrust against them Harshness of a long day passes into the night Mind now allowing all to enter through portals normally clogged by the sun Consumed by the beauty of shadows For all is not what it seems Gazing Gazing into the night sky Alone but accompanied by everything that has passed this wonderful place before Unknowingly Luminous clouds consume the moons power Now enlightened I search for a glimpse of what is contained Soft sand melts beneath carriers as a wanderer is reborn OL |
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don't resond lol
<--is just updating lol <----was thinking about his kiddo My life, I have decided, is like that of a cat For I have been given many of chances Although even the great phoenix can find it difficult to respawn When the winds of change have blown away all of its ashes Although many of happenings And hopeless desires Have led me to where I lie now Have fed my inner fire Still difficulties linger And trials persist Still I find myself sitting here Writing how I live amongst shadows and mist Proceed on I must Through the good as well as the bad To stay strong enough To keep my daughter from becoming sad For I may never find My own position in this world or where i was to be placed I will continue on through it all Simply to see the wonderful smile on her face |
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thx for sharing chris
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(((((((((((Chris))))))))))
gawd it's been a long time sorry for not noticing sooner but you've been gone for a while thanks for sharing more of yourself many prayers hoping your heart is all safe and well  
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thx for sharing chris yw man You know me always ramblin about weird stuff lol thanx for posting
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(((((((((((Chris)))))))))) gawd it's been a long time sorry for not noticing sooner but you've been gone for a while thanks for sharing more of yourself many prayers hoping your heart is all safe and well a long time everyone acts like I have been gone for three months or something  (((((((Noden)))))) how have you been ? and thanx for posting
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Awww Chris nice to see you posting again very good as always
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Awww Chris nice to see you posting again very good as always wth did you bring this back up for? lmfao ty ((((((Kristi)))))) |
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<---updating
No need to post " The Red Balloon " Once there was a lonely red balloon Hidden from the world in the back of a drawer It had fallen from its packaging and exiled to the dark Left to lay in a new enclosed world But one day the balloon was taken from its hiding place Then stretched beyond its means The lonely balloon now anchored But free to fly and survey Among others like it but not the same Constantly being tugged in upward struggles No power to free itself The balloon and its companions are then moved to another world Although not in darkness the balloon still unable to be happy for it still lay anchored Many strange creatures now wander about Still pulling and tugging on the balloon Soon a stroke of luck and the wind sets the balloon free from its captors Gravity can now not stop the balloon Momentary happiness now achieved The balloon flies free Exploring from above a sadness still lingers For the balloon finds that it is lost in itself Missing the warmth of its dark drawer The rain comes And once again the red balloon is sent back to earth Unfamiliar places now grow closer More creatures emerge Growing short of breath and weighted by rain the balloon descends back to where it once began Kicked and battered now from the creatures that once controlled its movements the balloon looses its sight It's line now entangled upon a pole and it finds itself anchored once again Now without the strength to fight gravity Time passes All hope gone the balloon now lies withered and out of breath Wishing it had never escaped Wishing it still belonged to its packaging OL |
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Sometimes we can be ourselves
Sometimes we are the very thing preventing this action Sometimes we hide behind things To avoid the truth about ourselves.....reality Sometimes we conjure unwanted dark places Sometimes it makes us stronger Sometimes it drags us in deeper Into where we should not venture and find ourselves captured in a helpless world Sometimes we do stupid things Sometimes we do great ones Sometimes we go off and express ourselves as different people Only to find that eventually that we wind up back where we started and sometimes...... sometimes.......... We wake up And go back to being care free Obscurelight made me do most of these things I got my creative side to awaken but now its time to go back to being me Happy and care free Confused? You probably should be After all Imbroglio is a 5th generation Italian word meaning:to be confused or a state of confusion |
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Regardless of where life takes us or where we decide to go on our on. No matter if we change our name or where we live we are still the same within. So at times we find out that it is best to stop hiding in the shadows or from others and just be ourselves the one we was ment to be in the first place. With that said.
Welcome home Chris be who you are inside no matter the names, inside your still Chris. 
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Regardless of where life takes us or where we decide to go on our on. No matter if we change our name or where we live we are still the same within. So at times we find out that it is best to stop hiding in the shadows or from others and just be ourselves the one we was ment to be in the first place. With that said. Welcome home Chris be who you are inside no matter the names, inside your still Chris. 
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