Tree SatireChristmas, the most wonderful time of the year. A time when you are supposed to give more than you receive and love your fellow man. What’s missing from that wonderful statement? Oh yeah, the tree. What’s with the tree anyway? Who came up with the glorious idea to have a tree as the symbol of Christmas. And, it’s not so much that it’s a tree, you have to decorate it too! But first, you have to find the tree. I’m drug out of my comfortably heated room at seven o’clock in the morning. You can imagine the look of anger on a teenager’s face wTree Satire
Joyous returnLeaving You left a hole in my heart Returning to You gave me the biggest love I’ve ever known Father, You gave us the choice To live any way we wanted But why we choose not to live for You Is a mystery to meJoyous return
My soul needed healing My heart needed someone there You gave me the gift of life I defied Your existence for far too long Lord, I dedicate my life to You and Your will
I fight on the Army of Life I live for the one who loves Under the protection of Your wings I am guaranteed eternal life In Your loving embrace I am redeemed by th
UntitledA boy lost in a world unknown. He can’t seem to decide left from right, Right from wrong,Untitled
A child trapping himself in his room. Afraid of what will come through the door. Secluding himself from the world, What does it have to offer anyway?
A kid seeking help. Searching, scouring, never finding. Investigating, inquiring, never knowing. “Help me!” he cries to the sky, Not knowing he’s not looking for the right answers.
A teen shrouding himself in hate. Letting evil consume his soul, Seeing it happen and not knowing what to do. “Someone
CavesI walk through a cave everyday. A cave where the residents are called by a bell, And emerge slowly from their prison cells. A cave where there is a monarchy. Screams of torment echo through the halls, Children beaten senseless with things not relevant to themselves. Ideas pressed upon us without our consent. Ordered to do things, that will cause us pain. A single person, Left alone; a pariah from humanity, Forced to wander through the empty-full passages. A wayward soul seeking relief, Not finding salvation within people. I walk through a cave everyday. LookinCaves
XANGA
-Christina-
Anyway, glad you liked the Napoleon piece. If I could paint, I'd paint a 20 foot tall portrait of him.
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But let's see this -- does it matter? Ye... wait, no, no it doesn't. Who cares? God, gosh? They start the same and have the same effect unless you're some type of Christian that can't handle the word God used in place of gosh. If you find it so amazingly wrong that I used a word different, then you might want to consider how silly it was to even bother continuing this debate.
I don't quote things verbatim, unless I'm writing some English essay or it's clear enough from whatever I heard it from to remember. But, I've only seen the movie twice and I wasn't intent on memorizing it. Casual situation. WHO CARES IF IT'S FLAWLESS OR NOT? Nobody. Well, except you, who for some reason is getting all worked up about nothing. IT'S A WORD IN A QUOTE -- not an extra zero added to the end of your taxes due to the IRS.
Ok?
Thanks.
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a peice of canvas is only the beginning, it takes on charater with every loving stroke
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