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You freaked me out that day Walking down the hall Without your spirit Without your soul I wondered what had happened I didn't think it would land me in that office scared Scared of what would happen If you would make it through the night You just wanted out, that's all. Out of life Out of pain I beg you now with all That is in my heart Please, Don't I consider you a friend A good one at that I don't know what would happen if you left To see you how you are Depressed Downhearted For you to tell me what you told me Breaks my heart But it shows you trust me Thank you I didn't want to learn that this way To have you go

It didn't affect me. That's my excuse for why I didn't react in shock or grief when I first heard the news. "Someone was hit by a car" "Some kid from school" It didn't affect me when I saw the amblances and the life flight chopper land in our school courtyard to take him away. "It was Charles" I hope he is ok" It didn't affect me the next day when the anouncement was read over the intercom that Charles Loftus - Cole had been hit by a car the night before. "I didn't know him" "He was a junior, I'm a freshman" It affected me when  I saw my best friend walk by in a state of being totally not herself "I know him" "He was my frien

Butterfly has entered the chat room. Your_Friend has entered the chat room. Butterfly: Your_Friend? Are you New? Your_Friend: No. Butterfly: I haven't seen you around. Your_Friend: I've been around. I've always been here, Maya. Butterfly: What?!? How do you know my name?!? Your_Friend: Some of my friends and family call me Alpha and Omega, Salvador, and they might have even gone as far as to call me messianic. Butterfly: Messianic? Your_Friend: Yes, in other words. . . Butterfly: You are GOD?!? Your_Friend: Yes. The reason I'm talking to you directly is because there is a couple of thing that I need to talk to you about. Butterfl

One day when I was cleaning out my college dorm with some of my friends. We came across some old pictures. They weren't that different then some of the other pictures that we had found , except for one thing. The top picture was of five people, one girl and four guys. The girls I was working with insisted on sitting down and having me tell the story behind the top picture and the rest of the pictures as the story went on. The top picture had one girl and four guys, like I said. All of the people were holding guitars. The girl was me and all the guys were my friends and band mates from high school. The story was stopped right there because of

I sit. I stare. I dream . . .  . . . that I was wrapped in my Beau's arms with out a care in the world. But that is impossible . . . So . . . I sit. I stare. I dream . . .  . . . of the impossible.

To have him wrap his arms around me Would be a dream Yet a dream unattainable. Words said. Things thought. Actions done. These are the nightmares to my dreams. But if I could I would Take away the nightmares Because the dreams are so sweet.

I don't know why Why you put me in this position But guess what My heart is now in pieces. To hear it from a friend And not a close one at that THIS HURTS! I TRUSTED YOU! I was even going to give you a chance But if this is true You've LOST IT!

Who am I? I know who I am, yet I know not. I am not a freak, but yet I am. I am a prep, but yet I'm not. I am not a nerd, but yet I am. I am a geek, but yet I'm not. I am not an artist, but yet I am. I am a poet, but yet I'm not. I am not an actor, but yet I am. I am a goth, but yet I'm not. I am not a weird, but yet I am. I am a unique, but yet I'm not. I am not pretty, but yet I am. I am talented, but yet I'm not. I am not strong, but yet I am. I am social, but yet I'm not. Get the picture? I don't know who I am But yet I do. At least I know this: I know that I am A follower of Christ A Believer in God A Radical for m