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  1. Where I stood~ Missy Higgins

    by , 12-28-2008 at 08:29 PM (The Good, The Badd, and the Ugly)
    I don't know what I've done
    Or if I like what I've begun
    But something told me to run
    And honey you know me it's all or none

    There were sounds in my head
    LIttle voices whispering
    That I should go and this should end
    Oh and I found myself listening

    'Cos I dont know who I am, who I am without you
    All I know is that I should
    And I don't know if I could stand another hand upon you
    All I know is that I should ...
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  2. Cracked

    by , 11-19-2008 at 09:36 PM (The Good, The Badd, and the Ugly)
    Cracked

    I perched upon a shaky wall
    and pondered briefly, should I fall
    the protective membrane around my heart
    would surely shatter all apart.
    and all the kings horses and all the kings men
    would never piece me back together again.
    I quickly peeked over the edge
    and jumped from the safety of my ledge.
    Motionless, lying brokenly
    the pieces, all thats left of me.
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  3. Im Just 16

    by , 11-15-2008 at 10:30 PM (The Good, The Badd, and the Ugly)
    Couldn't resist posting this. I wrote it February 19, 1984. I was just 16.


    Ive given up
    my silly ways
    of getting your attention.
    Im growing up
    more every day
    and I'm begging for your attention.

    Im long past dolls
    and puppy love
    Im long past all those things.
    Im giving up
    these iron bonds
    Im ready for my wings.

    Im long past all those
    "school girl dreams" ...

    Updated 11-16-2008 at 12:10 AM by Baddbaddgirl

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  4. Blank

    by , 11-15-2008 at 10:20 PM (The Good, The Badd, and the Ugly)
    Some of these aren't so great. Keep in mind I wrote this and a few others of these when I was 16.


    Blank

    Those angry eyes
    of love, defines.
    And heated speech
    of love beseech.
    Common motion,
    a new commotion.
    we softly move,
    into a groove.
    whispered nights,
    passion heights.
    The silence grows
    but, only shows.
    we run to touch
    or, just as much.
    our soft desire
    ...
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  5. Portraits

    by , 11-15-2008 at 10:16 PM (The Good, The Badd, and the Ugly)
    Portraits

    Those vacant eyes,
    unseeing blue.
    Like calming seas,
    or morning dew.

    The cold, dark earth,
    a brand-new grave.
    The too-blank face,
    of silent, brave.

    You couldn't have known,
    that he would go.
    Severed roses
    never grown.
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  6. Riding in cars with boys

    by , 11-15-2008 at 09:58 PM (The Good, The Badd, and the Ugly)
    Riding in cars with boys


    You are silent,

    dark and mysterious.

    i stare out the window as we drive.


    Without a word

    You slide Your hand under my skirt.

    i suck in a quick breath of air

    and all the world disappears.


    Your fingers

    swirling, Swirling, SWIRLING

    around the very core of me

    and i am gone.
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  7. Rain

    by , 11-15-2008 at 09:55 PM (The Good, The Badd, and the Ugly)
    Rain

    I stare into your eyes,
    deep, dark, and brown.
    And feel my sanity slowly slip away.

    "Come here" you say.
    I lower my eyes, and whisper
    "You come and get me"

    Like a storm you are upon me,
    and I am lost.

    The wind whistles,
    blinding sheets of rain pummel the ground.
    You throw me on the desk,
    and capture my wrists in your hands.

    Nose to nose, ...
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  8. Dancing with Myself

    by , 11-15-2008 at 09:52 PM (The Good, The Badd, and the Ugly)
    A cut
    which isn't seen
    only felt.

    Face to face
    with a salted, silken blade
    I made to fight
    but the force was never seen,
    only felt

    May I ever win over this feeling
    of hateful confusion?
    To win over these lies?

    but a voice,
    so speechless.
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  9. A letter to my Mother

    by , 11-15-2008 at 09:50 PM (The Good, The Badd, and the Ugly)
    Mom ~

    I know you think sometimes that my distance from you is a sign of how I feel. Partly that is my fault because I never really tell you.

    Loving you is like being a moth drawn too close to the flame. The fire is vibrant, warm, and beautiful. But if you get too close it will burn you. So I've learned how to fly all around and just outside the edges. Close... but not too close. I've learned how to keep from going down in flames.

    If it seems I ...
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  10. Chasing Chaos

    by , 11-15-2008 at 09:32 PM (The Good, The Badd, and the Ugly)
    Chasing Chaos

    I will not call him. I will not call him. I will not call him.

    I reminded myself of this for probably the 100th time today. Irrationally, I played with the idea that we could still be friends. Maybe he really didnít mean the words he said to me 92 days, 8 hours, and 33 minutes ago.

    I must be going crazy.



    We were fated to have one of those explosively dramatic endings from the beginning. Iíve tried ...
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