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:Playlist: Miley Cyrus

the lady

Shirley Ang aka Shir

4thJuly1988 *almost 18 :*)

NpECH, NRAdance

adores :music, dance, slacking & Fun-ing? junk food. nonsense. intelligent banters. novels, archie comics, chick flicks, MeToYou bears

detests :being alone, afraid, paranoid and worried, creepy crawlies, weirdos, awkward silences

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and when she speaks

Friday, April 29, 2005

From childhood's hour I have not been
As others were; I have not seen
As others saw; I could not bring
My passions from a common spring.
From the same source I have not taken
My sorrow; I could not awaken
My heart to joy at the same tone;
And all I loved, I loved alone.
Then - in my childhood, in the dawn
Of a most stormy life - was drawn
From every depth of good and ill
The mystery which binds me still:
From the torrent, or the fountain,
From the red cliff of the mountain,
From the sun that round me rolled
In its autumn tint of gold,
From the lightning in the sky
As it passed me flying by,
From the thunder and the storm,
And the cloud that took the form
(When the rest of Heaven was blue)
Of a demon in my view.


Edgar Allan Poe

her
THOUGHTS
EVOKED
2:55 PM;;