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Name: Carlen
Birthday: 9/27/1983
Gender: Female
Interests: things i love...
dirty, grungy jeans. peanut butter and chocolate chips. fireflies. mountains. brothers. nature. swinging. new zealand. climbing...anything. horses - especially bareback...and on the beach. waterfalls. friends who take care of me. Gladiator. landscaping. black and white photos. painting. Fall days in the Upper Peninsula on the lake. thunderstorms. running in the rain. mud fights. blankets and pillows. oatmeal on rainy nights. leather and suede anything. God. and,well, something else...but if i told you, i'd have to kill you :)...
Expertise: living the moment.
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AIM:  spunkytink02
Member Since:
2/3/2005
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| It's undeniable how brilliant you are
In an unreliable world you shine like a star
It's unforgettable now that we've come this far
It's unmistakable that you're undeniable
...the past is never far...
You're the only one who stuck it out last night
The only other one who caught the other line
We grew up way too fast
And now there's nothing to believe
And reruns all become our history
I think about you all the time
But I don't need the same.........
See, somehow I can't forget you,
After all that we've been through
There's no one in town I know
You gave us some place to go.
I never said thank you for that,
now I'll never have a chance.
I can’t waste time so give it a moment
I realize nothings broken
There's still a part of me in you
...I’ve gotta be strong and leave you behind
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| i saw what you wrote today and it made me remember
all our lives have encountered since that early september.
the highs and the lows and the in between moments
when we never did waver and never relented.
it's hard to believe that path winds so far in the past
and has come to this place where it simply can't last.
i'll admit that i thought it could go on forever
but your stamp on my life is all that's leftover.
and i know you have sacrificed time and again,
it is my turn at last and i don't want to give in.
it all seems so final with no blood between us,
i'm scared and i'm fighting but must keep my silence.
when that final day comes don't know what i will do
for i can't go back and of going forward i've no clue.
this is a pain for which i've not been prepared
and yet wonder what you've felt and how you have fared.
you never did hint and you've never complained
but have simply just been there come sunshine or rain.
perhaps this fear is of a debt left unpayed
or a gift beyond measure relinquished with strain.
of course we will meet every now and again,
but i'm afraid that i've got all that's left of your pen.
life will go on and we'll get caught in the rush
but i'll never forget the one who gave oh so much...
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| your feet pound the red brick sidewalk
as you march bold along the way.
although you think your path is right
understanding never lasts the day.
can't you see you're loved, adored?
no, this world is not so cold.
this is all you really need to know
yet your blinders work so well.
these patterns in which you live your life
they will dig great trenches without escape.
please change your ways and see the light
for this knowledge comes solely from my fate.
but yet i know that you must come to your own
the less i say, the less you'll frown.
only One can soften what is hard
and show you the truth instead of the lies in your heart.
it once was said, "we all dig our own holes"-
you are not meant to be bound, but free!
rather, my jeans are what ought to have holes
yes, perhaps this plea is as much for you as for me.
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| I don't know why I act the way I do
Like I ain't got a single thing to lose
Sometimes I'm my own worst enemy
I guess that's just the cowboy in me
I got a life that most would love to have
But sometimes I still wake up fightin' mad
At where this road I'm heading down might lead
I guess that's just the cowboy in me
The urge to run, the restlessness
The heart of stone I sometimes get
The things I've done for foolish pride
The me that's never satisfied
The face that's in the mirror when I don't like what I see
I guess that's just the cowboy in me
The urge to run, the restlessness
The heart of stone I sometimes get
The things I've done for foolish pride
The me that's never satisfied
The face that's in the mirror when I don't like what I see
I guess that's just the cowboy in me
Girl I know there's times you must have thought
There ain't a line you've drawn I haven't crossed
But you set your mind to see this love on through
I guess that's just the cowboy in you
We ride and never worry about the fall
I guess thats just the cowboy in us all GA_googleFillSlot("lyricsfreak-300x50-btf"); ~ I JUST DON'T KNOW IF I CAN CHANGE... | | |
| I've been waiting for my dreams
To turn into something
I could believe in
And looking for that
Magic rainbow
On the horizon
I couldn't see it
Until I let go
Gave into love and watched all the bitterness burn
Now I'm coming alive
Body and soul
And feelin' my world start to turn
And I'll taste every moment
And live it out loud
I know this is the time,
This is the time
To be more than a name
Or a face in the crowd
I know this is the time
This is the time of my life
Time of my life
Holding onto things and vanished
Them to the air
Left me in pieces
But now I'm rising from the ashes
Finding my wings
And all that I needed
Was there all along
Within my reach
As close as the beat of my heart
And I'll taste every moment
And live it out loud
I know this is the time,
This is the time to be
More than a name
Or a face in the crowd
I know this is the time
This is the time of my life
Time of my life
And I'm out on the edge of forever
Ready to run
I'm keeping my feet on the ground
My arms open wide
My face to the sun
And I'll taste every moment
And live it out loud
I know this is the time,
This is the time to be
More than a name
Or a face in the crowd
I know this is the time
This is the time of my life
Time of my life
More than a name
Or a face in the crowd
This is the time
This is the time of my life.
This is the time of my life.
Life
Time of my life
Time of my life what's that saying? carpe diem. | | |
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