Annie holland

You never call me anymore. What happened? Are we not friends any more? Even if you consider us friends i dont. As far as im concered its over between us. Deal with it. She hates me its really that simple. Im a big threat to her. i can see why.. but i thought our friendship would last forever. Man i hope the wedding goes well. I dont expect to be invited. If i am well i most likely wont come. Just sayin. I have my real friends who would rather hang out. I never thought it would end this way.

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Annie Holland Love is in the air.

Those never endings hugs.

 

The nuzzeling of the noses right before our lips touch.

 

The sitting on the couch togather cuddling with each other.

 

Walking down the street holding hands not caring what anyone thinks.

 

Those moments of not caring and just living in the moment.

 

Those random txt messages of saying hi

 

The picnics and hikes togather.

 

*sigh*

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"Not Like This" By: Dennis Eason

"Not Like This"

By: Dennis Eason

I believed in love but

Not like this

I believed in us but

Not like this

I gave my word but

Not like this

The voices I heard were

Not like this

You cheated on me but

Not like this

You deceived me but

Not like this

You hit on me but

Not like this

You tripped on me but

Not like this

I poisoned you but

Not like this

I fell dead too but

Not like Chris

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Annie Holland I miss her.

I miss you laugh, your smile.

 

I miss christmas mornings with you.

 

Nothing is the same now.

 

You left me in 2003.

 

I was in tenth grade.

 

I still feel like your still here and i could come over and hug you.

 

I went to your grave today.

 

I cired for 20 mins. or more.

 

I love you so much!!

 

I cannot wait till i get to see you again!

 

I hope your doing well.

 

I love you!!

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Annie Holland Medical field

I get the call.

 

We are the first on the site of the wreck.

 

I cut out the main victim out of the car.

 

Me and my partner but them on a spinal board and keep there neck from moving.

 

There in shock.

 

15 liters of oxygen is being put on them now.

 

We load them onto the strecher and put them in the back of the gig.

 

Vitals are being taken.

 

There stable but still in a great deal of danger.

 

We make it to the hospital and the Er takes it over from there.

 

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NUMB Matt Faircloth

Happy smile; sad stare

Look of glee; glare of despair

Focus deeply on the wall

Soon you won't be here at all

I feel numb. I think I'm dumb.

I wish I had it all, but I have none.

I'm lying to myself again

If anyone cared, I'm sure they'd say it

Or so I think anyway.

Maybe I'm just insignificant.

Stare at the wall

Not much longer now

Focus heavy. Keep your focus

Oblivion soon awaits.

Smoke that cigarette

Hopefully it finishes you off

Lie there and kill yourself

Wallow in your self-pity

I'm waiting for a hand

I'm waiting.

I'm waiting.

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Like you...

I like you more then you might ever know.

 

I wish we could spend more time with each other.

 

When you pick up your guitar and play and sing my mind goes blank and all i can think about is the music in my ears.

 

Whenever I see you my legs go weak and my heart starts to pound.

 

Your just what i wanted and more.

 

I really do not think we will ever end up togather but you never know.

 

Your a few years older then me but age is just a number.

 

I hope one day you will see just how much you mean to me.

 

I hope one day you can see just how much you have helped me.

 

You have stoped me from doing stupid things but told me to do the good things.

 

You care about me. I like that in you.  

 

I wander if he will ever know....

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Dreams

I dream way to often for my own good. I often wander if any of my dreams will ever come true. Im sure they will i just have to work for it. :) Life has been getting better for me. I am enjoying schoool and i am making some new friends. Now im going off into a ramble. I tend to do that. Im thinking about the Girl with the Red scarf..... hmm lets see where this takes me.

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Oh i how long for ......

That feeling of being wanted and loved. I realized i have it but is hard to keep a happy face all the time. I long for a closer realtionship with Our Lord Jesus Christ. I already am very close but i want to be closer.

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Too soon!

You proposed to her tonight. Im in utter shock. Its to soon.

 

I am hoping that things work out for you.

 

You may never know how much i cared for you as a friend.

 

You are a amazing guy and deserve the best!

 

Best of Luck!

 

My life is cluttered

As I walked into my bedroom tonight I realized how badly my life is cluttered. I have a path to get around my room. To some this is just a messy room, but to me it shows that I am very disorganized in my life. I may look like I have it all together but trust me on this I don't! Sometimes I let the days go by as if I was a boat floating on the open sea. I need to realize and grasp the fact that Shit is going to happen and I am going to have to deal with it (pardon my language) I have to realize the fact that I may not have my happy ever after fairy tell story! Good things come to those who wait. I try to be positive in my life with everything I do. Man let me tell you its not easy. People think I have it made. I do I mean I know I do. I have a amazing family and amazing friends! BUT!! Needless to say why do I feel like so fed up with my life and with school and with everything else.! Why cant I talk to my parents the way I can talk to my pastor at church. Why this! Why that! It seems this is all my life is going around and I don't like it. I want to stop asking why!! Man it felt good to get that out there!

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Michael Buskill - Love Part 1

The strangest thing happened to me today. I was walking down the street smoking a cigarette when I came across an old man lying on a bench. The man sat up as I walked by and asked me, "Son. Have you ever been in love?" I simply looked at the man and said "Well of course I have", and began to walk away. But then something hit me. Wait, I thought to myself. Have I ever truly been in love? I've had my fair share of girls. I've been around for eighteen years. Surely in that vast space of time I have stumbled across love before. But the more you really think about it, eighteen years really isn't that long compared to how long life can be. And it certainly isn't that long compared to the age of the world. What is eighteen years but a millimeter segment on the yardstick of time…

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Matt Faircloth ---- "Bring It On Home"

the dagger pierces through the skin
straight to the heart
your words are worthless to me now
"SHUT UP!! DON'T FUCKIN' START!!"
I must put an end to this
before it gets much worse
you ruin everything for me
you're my eternal curse
you hold me back
you drag me down
you spread rumors and lies
you try to kill me now?
it's the dagger, the final straw
the last one to end it all
you make me sick, i hate you
i hope you're happy, i hope you hate me too

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It's three minutes....and it's worth it.
 
 
 

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Stacey Costner- Your Independent Coffee Shop

The smothering smell of coffee had used every opportunity over the past six hours to wiggle its way into each crevice of her tired body.  Each day she spent these important hours of her young life inside a dim, dusty, boxcar of a space filled by happy socialites on their lunch breaks or life breaks, as they were.  It wouldn't have been so dingy if it weren't for the contrast of the big, expansive windows that lined one entire wall.  Somehow these windows were transparent enough to display the beautiful, sunny day on the other side of the glass but solid enough to hide the whipping wind that would undoubtedly disturb the inner ear canals of anyone so lucky to be on the other side. She spent her time anxiously scanning the parking lot for the arrival of new cars.  In between cars she daydreamed of running through a field of wildflowers until she collapsed.  Since she couldn't go outside, she only had the prospect of what might come inside to look forward to, or to dread.  With the arrival of the blue Toyota truck her body clinched in discomfort. 

 

"Hey there darling.  Well, don't you look cute today." said Joe as he sauntered through the door as if the café were his home and she were his trophy wife. 

 

He looked her up and down like he always did, commenting on her colorful attire.  Admittedly, she preferred Joe's physical approach.  The others were less direct.  They wanted to know "how is your day going". And "Shitty, thank you.  I want to get the hell out of here and into the sunshine" was not an appropriate answer.  Or worse, they wanted to know what you were doing this weekend or what magazine you were looking at the other day when you were on your break trying to avoid eye contact.  As if it wasn't enough to have her attention, her time, her body, now they wanted her soul too.  They wanted to be a part of her life as if this dull and claustrophobic scene was somehow reminiscent of it. 

 

She had learned by now to keep a healthy distance and a quiet smile, neither of which came naturally. She started working in coffee shops for the freedom of thought, speech, even dress that has always been associated with these Meccas of philosophy and creativity.  And there she stood in her tie-died company t-shirt with no escape from his eyes, the intrusive smell, the slogan that adorned her shirt "we make you smile."  The job she had started as a commitment to an unconventional lifestyle had turned into a conventional trap.

 

And just like that she served Joe his coffee in a paper cup saying, "Hope you have a good day, Joe."  

 

 

Dennis Eason "My Only Friend"

"My Only Friend"

BY: Dennis Eason

-Please Don't Leave Me!

-you are only one I can trust with dark secrets that might have made me an outcast with others

-when we talk you always insist on leaving in a hurry

-sometimes I see you with people who I don't even know and it breaks my heart to see that our relationship is falling apart

-later I cry when you are gone yet with every visit you make me feel like a new man again

-you often give me a headache though

-sounds become too much for me and the sun that shines above me hurts my eyes

-but I don't look to the bad days for comfort when I really need you

-I'll pay whatever I have just to be next to you in the darkest of days

-when my wife divorced me, you held me in your warm embrace and made it easier to cope with

-I might lose focus when I'm near you but most of the hope in my life that was here is hopeless dear

-when my family and friends passed away, I invited you to those dead filled cemeteries

-from sun up to sun down we sat on grave stones remembering good times of the ones dead and buried

-I can cry with you close to me knowing that you will never tell anyone of my shame

-days become hard to get through and nights become sleepless without you

-people say I hang with you more than I should and to tell the truth I felt the same way

-but its not you that need to change, it's me

-all I ask is that you never leave me stranded

-Can you hear me, Hennessy?

-Please Don't Leave Me!

-You're my only friend!

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Matt Faircloth That Open Door

 

Let me touch you one last time

As I slip away from you

A heavy heart I can't stand

You need something new

Let me see you one last time

I never had anyone

No one to be there for me

I fade away from everyone

Let me hold you one last time

I don't want this to end. You. Me.

I guess I never knew you

You were a dream, just a fantasy

 

Everything disappears

As I walk out that open door

It's all gone. It's over now

I cry. I fall to the floor

Everything seems to fade

As I walk out that open door

I see you and I smile

But realize I never had anyone

Don't shut that door behind me

Tell me to stay. Look at me

I'm a wreck when I can't be with you

I'm nothing. I can't be

 

Let me tell you one last time

That I will always love you

I would never want you to hurt

But there is nothing I can do

Kiss me, hug me…whatever

I want to be there soon

You have other plans

You want something new

That didn't include me

 

Everything disappears

As I walk out that open door

It's all gone. It's over now

I cry. I fall to the floor

Everything seems to fade

As I walk out that open door

I see you and I smile

But realize I never had anyone

Don't shut that door behind me

Tell me to stay. Look at me

I'm a wreck when I can't be with you

I'm nothing. I can't be

 

I see you now

It wasn't meant to be I guess

You want something new

But that something………..that something wasn't me.

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