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Me Chrissy


I'm a Seventh-Day Adventist
I'm not a girl, but not yet a woman. well ya, I'm a person really easy going, sometimes it changed so sensitive. I'm a kindergarten Teacher, I'd choosed my life's purpose is my God's Purpose. because He's my Author for Alpha and Omega. Proud the be His servant. one more important thing, I'm a youngest sister in six siblings. I love my Mummy damn much!


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a simple thank you ... my friend
Saturday, March 27, 2010

Into the dim lit,
bare walls of my world,
You entered,
bringing light and life to me,
The vivid colors,
painted with a swirl
Of wit and charm,
of personality,
With tender care,
you added comfort, warmth,
And images that line the now bright walls.
I look upon them fondly,
bringing forth
A thankfulness that you walk in these halls
With me;


our friendship has become a part
Of my world now;
it has its special place,
Within my being, life,
and in my heart,
Your name hangs right beside
your smiling face.
Rememb'ring just how drab
these walls had been,
I have to thank you for the light, my friend.


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nobody being me..

It's gone
What's gone? My mind?
Soul? No, I'm fine
Not really
Deep inside, something is missing
The love and tender kissing
She walked out herself
Now all I do is talk to myself
in the mirror, with my reflection
My heart is dead
Soon it will make a resurrection
Once the wounds heal
And I'm loved for real
A type of love I can feel
But nobody loves me
Nobody cares
Nobody loves me
That nobody is me
I can't love myself because no one does
I'm all alone and no longer what I once was
But the only thing that keeps me alive
Is knowing that the next day, it might all change
For the best
And that "nobody" becomes somebody


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