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Name: Lauren
Country: United States
State: Ohio
Metro: Canton
Birthday: 5/9/1986
Gender: Female
Interests: Music: The Hives (Always number one), Lovedrug, Sahara Hotnights, Interpool, Hot Hot Heat, The Tragically Hip, Jimmy Eat World, Pat Benatar, The Beatles, The Eagles, Peter Frampton, Oasis, The Secret Machines, The Vines, The Strokes, The White Stripes, Modest Mouse, The Killers, Ryan Adams, Zwan, Muse, Bright Eyes, Incubus, Star Sailor, Snow Patrol, The Walkmen, ACDC, Nirvana, Three Day's Grace and last but not least The Yeah Yeah Yeah's.
Art: I pretty much just like abstracts and the like, realism just isn't for me.
Literature: I love to read, yes I know, I'm weird! I like all kinds of subjects, havent read much that I didnt like or find some good quality.
Expertise: Hmmm, lets see here, I am an expert at ...
Making a complete ass of myself at any moment, getting myself into very akward situations, and im also very very very good at making people mad at me.
Occupation: Student
Message: message me
AIM:  Stunner747
Member Since:
8/22/2004
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nothing is familiar
my home no longer feels like home
all memories have been swept away
driven out like a cockroach under the sink
aesthetic is all that matters
my friends no longer feel like friends
there are gaps and spaces
distances that seem to grow farther everyday
there are sharp words hidden
hidden in your fake self doubt
falsehood warped into justification
let me for a moment feel sorry for you
so that you can step on my neck just one more time
my home no longer feels like a home
i have friends that just aren't really friends
i follow a goal that leaves me empty inside
and you just can't understand
for all the words in textbooks
over shadowed the words written upon my face
perhaps you never cared
too wound up in your own life
too happy for yourself
when i walk away
i hope your books
i hope your knowledge
i hope your tears
are the best friend you always wanted
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the green of her eyes
cover over a sadness unseen
in her own way she tries
to show all who look
but the brilliant green
deceive the false hearted
there is a tear to be shed
all alone in bed, all alone in heart
shes waiting, just waiting
for someone to note the sadness in her heart
waiting for someone to help take it away
she wastes away days she could be truly living
only because she can not help herself
show me the sun and i could live forever
show me the sun and i could die happy
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more than anything
i want to be happy
i want to be free
i want to be someplace that i don't feel suffocated
i want to break loose
i want to lay in bed all day with no consequence
i want to love life
i want to love someone
i want to love God
i want to take action
i want to not be stationary
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ribbons of time
wind me up
bind me all around
ribbons of time
strap the bad good and in between
allowing me to remember each one
ribbons of time
engrave lessons of life
upon my weary brow
ribbons of time
my friend my foe
my life - my friend my foe
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i remember the feathers of hope that blinded my eyes
allowing me to see the world in a softer light
to feel safe enough to take the leap
and oh how those feathers floated away
before they could cradle the fall
before they could hold back the tears
before i could see they were fake
cold reality bears all that is true
there is not time for fancy dreaming
and all you hoped that could happen
well, you knew that wasn't possible
you knew you never had a chance
silly silly day dreamer
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