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Name: Era
Gender: Female
Interests: Dried Roses, Painting, Sketching, Reading, Rain Drops, Love, Psychology, Ice, Photography, Bubbles, Emotions
Expertise: Over Thinking, Nail Polish, Listening, Filling Glass Bottles
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AIM:  Ask_Me
MSN: Ask_Me
Member Since:
4/28/2003
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| The ice breaks, and I fall into the water.
The cold stings me to the bones, but just like in my dreams,
I remain still. Waiting for the chaos to overcome me, waiting for the
drowning to kick in.
Waiting, Just Waiting.
Will it ever just come?
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Our hearts are in rhythm together.
Miles apart, but we still flow as one
Childish games will always pull us apart.
Neither willing to admit to missing each other just yet,
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And I won’t learn from my mistakes
They always take me back to the same road
To the same empty streets and those bright skylines.
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| “Love is much like a wild rose, beautiful
and calm, but willing to draw blood in its defense.” Mark Overby
 
Meet my future.
-Era
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So you might
as well try to speak through the noise
Because
there’s not chance in hell of me ever go out there with out. You’ll never get
me alone again.
I don’t do third
chances, and your second was a shame on me. The heart ache has become real, I feel
never but true chest splitting pain every hour since you took that chance.
And every
night, for those few hours that I manage to get sleep I’ve dreamt of angels
with your face. Those angels always shake me awake leaving imagines of my heart
in their hands.
You know part of me is vicious
and cruel, and only wants to take you back so twist you inside out with lies.
Hurt you like you hurt me. But I don’t have it in me. My heart, while beaten
and bruised, is incapable of allowing my body of sleeping with someone else.
-Era
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Together we'll scream to the stars of our destiny.
'Don't you dare try to control our fate.'
Wishes that should of been cast from the front steps.
The backyard is for the children, for the controlled, for those in need of
cages. No dream could ever overcome that furious fence.
Blow out the candles baby, catch a firefly on your finger tips and pray for the
best.
Four -4- years when we return to this place, before we further rattle the
chains wrapped so delicately around out necks, those colors will come to mind.
Only a place like this could give such a gift.
Speak to me stars; is this your funny little jag of a joke? Or a silent prayer
for our heart body and mind? -Silly little rabbit; we all beat as one-
To show us such beauty on the horizon of such a hell?
Goodnight my starshine.
It's been a while. Clearly
That picture is mine, I took it and it belongs to me.
Those words, however horrible they may go, are mine.
Have respect and honesty
-Era
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| Drown me in September rain
I found a new band.
The Gathering.
They are amazing.
I don't know how i use to have the guts to post the crap i use to write. But I certainly don't have those guts anymore. I just need to get a little tipsy, and not put off the urge to post when i get it...
Till then
Here are the lyrics for the song Solace by The Gathering
Toda una vida de lucha y de trabajo sostenida sin nunca aflojarToda
una vida de lucha y de trabajo sostenida sin nunca flaquearUn pajaro en su
jaula en primavera sabe claramente que hay algoEn lo cual le podria ser
utilSe siente fuertemente vinco sin nacer pero el no puede hacerloQue
es? se diceEl no se recuerda bien yLuego tiene ideas vagas y se
dice...I wonder how I hear your voice I feel you
whispering In my ear I close my eyes If ever conceiving a sense of
self Reflecting upon our desire to dwell and feign Liberate me If
ever believing in higher ground To seize the water We'll master before we
drown Liberate me Desde el punto de que independientemente de lo
que se haga por miYo no puedo volver a darle un equilibrio a mi vidaMe
siento tranquilo con mi pero simplemente...Calling on me I hope I
will remember you And how you pulled me into the truth I still
hear you Whispering I close my eyes Toute une vie de lutte et de
travail soutenue sans fléchirToute une vie de lutte et de travail soutenue
sans fléchirToute une vie de lutte et de travail soutenue sans
fléchirThis deeper understanding Is your way out.
-Era
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