AutoBio. (I hate that name. Blame Haight.)06:20 Apr 04 2008
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Abbey-
Loud, honest, perspective, lazy
Sister of Wesley
Lover of taking long naps, talking to people, playing Sims!
Who feels joy on the Internet, anger when annoyed, tired in the early evenings
Who needs a cell phone, iPod, bed
Who gives advice, a sarcastic comment, and a good hug
Who fears earthquakes, ghosts, and children
Who would like to see Canada, no war, and the biggest bonfire!
Who lives in a light pink house
Gray
06:13 Apr 04 2008
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You hear the wind blowing by,
Carrying the clean scent when the rain dies,
Gray is the calm after the storm,
The old jewelry greatly adorned,
The overlooked fantasy,
That leads you to insanity,
Just like the feeling you gain,
Neutral, yet lonely, so full of pain,
You can see the child on the slide,
Seeing them content, determined, then glide,
Gray is disliked,
More so then a broken bike,
You see how it’s forgotten, ignored,
The way you made me feel, although I soared,
In the end,
Gray is something you can’t mend.
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