Why I left DreamWhisper
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(no subject)
The lights go out all around me.
One last candle to keep out the night.
And then the darkness surrounds me.
I know I'm alive,
But I feel like I've died.
And all that's left is to accept that it's over.
My dreams ran like sand through the fists that I made.
I try to keep warm, but I just grow colder.
I feel like I'm slipping away.
After all this has passed,
I still will remain.
After I've cried my last,
There'll be beauty from pain.
Though it won't be today,
Someday I'll hope again
And there'll be beauty from pain.
You will bring beauty from my pain.
My whole world is the pain inside me.
The best I can do is just get through the day.
When life before...is only a memory,
I wonder why God lets me walk through this place.
And though I can't understand why this happened,
I know that I will when I look back someday
And see how You've brought beauty from ashes,
And made me as gold purified through these flames.
After all this has passed,
I still will remain.
After I've cried my last,
There'll be beauty from pain.
Though it won't be today,
Someday I'll hope again
And there'll be beauty from pain.
You will bring beauty from my pain.
Here I am at the end of me
Trying to hold to what I can't see.
I forgot how to hope,
This night's been so long.
I cling to Your promise,
"There will be a dawn."
After all this has passed,
I still will remain.
After I've cried my last,
There'll be beauty from pain.
Though it won't be today,
Someday I'll hope again
And there'll be beauty from pain.
You will bring beauty from my pain.
One last candle to keep out the night.
And then the darkness surrounds me.
I know I'm alive,
But I feel like I've died.
And all that's left is to accept that it's over.
My dreams ran like sand through the fists that I made.
I try to keep warm, but I just grow colder.
I feel like I'm slipping away.
After all this has passed,
I still will remain.
After I've cried my last,
There'll be beauty from pain.
Though it won't be today,
Someday I'll hope again
And there'll be beauty from pain.
You will bring beauty from my pain.
My whole world is the pain inside me.
The best I can do is just get through the day.
When life before...is only a memory,
I wonder why God lets me walk through this place.
And though I can't understand why this happened,
I know that I will when I look back someday
And see how You've brought beauty from ashes,
And made me as gold purified through these flames.
After all this has passed,
I still will remain.
After I've cried my last,
There'll be beauty from pain.
Though it won't be today,
Someday I'll hope again
And there'll be beauty from pain.
You will bring beauty from my pain.
Here I am at the end of me
Trying to hold to what I can't see.
I forgot how to hope,
This night's been so long.
I cling to Your promise,
"There will be a dawn."
After all this has passed,
I still will remain.
After I've cried my last,
There'll be beauty from pain.
Though it won't be today,
Someday I'll hope again
And there'll be beauty from pain.
You will bring beauty from my pain.
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depressed
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To the fucker...
That decided to take what was behind a friends lock and make it public: Fuck you, you good for nothing coward.
To Eskins - Isn't it nice that I have my OWN spies on the outside who know -exactly- what you said about me. Thanks so much for your words of support, you double-crossing bastard.
To Eskins - Isn't it nice that I have my OWN spies on the outside who know -exactly- what you said about me. Thanks so much for your words of support, you double-crossing bastard.
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irate
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This song is amazingly beautiful...
The Cam, huh?
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apathetic
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To Baton Rouge:
Dear Baton Rouge Domain (excepting certain individuals including (but not limited to): Luke, Kathryn, and Justin),
Fuck off and die.
No love, no kisses.
Heather
P.S. And yes, this is the FIRST TIME I have logged on since SEPTEMBER. Just to say that. Hope you feel special, you wankers.
Fuck off and die.
No love, no kisses.
Heather
P.S. And yes, this is the FIRST TIME I have logged on since SEPTEMBER. Just to say that. Hope you feel special, you wankers.
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infuriated
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In Memory.
Meet Me In The Stairwell
You say you will never forget where you were when you heard the news on September 11, 2001.
Neither will I...
I was on the 110th floor in a smoke filled room with a man who called his wife to say "Good-bye." I held his fingers steady as he dialed. I gave him the peace to say, "Honey, I am not going to make it, but it is OK...I am ready to go."
I was with his wife when he called as she fed breakfast to their children. I held her up as she tried to understand his words and as she realized he wasn't coming home that night.
I was in the stairwell of the 23rd floor when a woman cried out to Me for help. "I have been knocking on the door of your heart for 50 years!" I said. "Of course I will show you the way home, only believe in Me now."
I was at the base of the building with the Priest ministering to the injured and devastated souls. I took him home to tend his Flock in Heaven. He heard My voice and answered.
I was on all four of those planes, in every seat, with every prayer.
I was with the crew as they were overtaken. I was in the very hearts of the believers there, comforting and assuring them that their faith has saved them.
I was in Texas, Kansas, London. I was standing next to you when you heard the terrible news. Did you sense Me?
I want you to know that I saw every face. I knew every name - though not all know Me...Some met Me for the first time on the 86th floor.
Some sought Me with their last breath. Some couldn't hear Me calling to them through the smoke and flames; "Come to Me...this way...take my hand." Some chose, for the final time, to ignore Me.
But, I was there.
I did not place you in the Tower that day. You may not know why, but I do. However, if you were there in that explosive moment in time, would you have reached for Me?
September 11, 2001, was not the end of the journey for you.
But someday your journey will end. And I will be there for you as well. Seek Me now while I may be found. Then, at any moment, you know you are "ready to go."
I will be in the stairwell of your final moments.
God
You say you will never forget where you were when you heard the news on September 11, 2001.
Neither will I...
I was on the 110th floor in a smoke filled room with a man who called his wife to say "Good-bye." I held his fingers steady as he dialed. I gave him the peace to say, "Honey, I am not going to make it, but it is OK...I am ready to go."
I was with his wife when he called as she fed breakfast to their children. I held her up as she tried to understand his words and as she realized he wasn't coming home that night.
I was in the stairwell of the 23rd floor when a woman cried out to Me for help. "I have been knocking on the door of your heart for 50 years!" I said. "Of course I will show you the way home, only believe in Me now."
I was at the base of the building with the Priest ministering to the injured and devastated souls. I took him home to tend his Flock in Heaven. He heard My voice and answered.
I was on all four of those planes, in every seat, with every prayer.
I was with the crew as they were overtaken. I was in the very hearts of the believers there, comforting and assuring them that their faith has saved them.
I was in Texas, Kansas, London. I was standing next to you when you heard the terrible news. Did you sense Me?
I want you to know that I saw every face. I knew every name - though not all know Me...Some met Me for the first time on the 86th floor.
Some sought Me with their last breath. Some couldn't hear Me calling to them through the smoke and flames; "Come to Me...this way...take my hand." Some chose, for the final time, to ignore Me.
But, I was there.
I did not place you in the Tower that day. You may not know why, but I do. However, if you were there in that explosive moment in time, would you have reached for Me?
September 11, 2001, was not the end of the journey for you.
But someday your journey will end. And I will be there for you as well. Seek Me now while I may be found. Then, at any moment, you know you are "ready to go."
I will be in the stairwell of your final moments.
God
And now for my vampire...
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| You scored as Batman, the Dark Knight As the Dark Knight of Gotham, Batman is a vigilante who deals out his own brand of justice to the criminals and corrupt of the city. He follows his own code and is often misunderstood. He has few friends or allies, but finds comfort in his cause.
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Stolen from several others...
Your result for The Attachment Style Test...
The Waffler
You're not the most decisive person. You tend to be unsure what you want out of your attachments, and it's unlikely you've had more than mediocre relationships. Either that, or you've had some good relationships, and some bad relationships, and you're just between them at the moment. The point is that you don't know what you want. You vacillate between trust and mistrust, and between low and high self-esteem. You probably have a couple of good friends who support you and believe in you, but you tend not to let things get too heavy. You like to sit on fences.
Fictional character with whom you might identify: Xander (Buffy the Vampire Slayer), Amelie (Amelie)
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| Secure: | The Unicorn | | | The Cuddleslut | | | The Free Agent |
| Preoccupied: | The Cling Wrap | | | The Squid | | | The Insect |
| Fearful: | The Doormat | | | The Leper | | | The Exile |
| Dismissing: | The Hermit | | | The Stone | | | The Player |
| Confused: | The Waffler |
Stolen from...well....everyone. This is all over my friends list!!
This test is for my Mage, Lifesong. Heh.
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| You scored as Maximus After his family was murdered by the evil emperor Commodus, the great Roman general Maximus went into hiding to avoid Commodus's assassins. He became a gladiator, hoping to dominate the colosseum in order to one day get the chance of killing Commodus. Maximus is valiant, courageous, and dedicated. He wants nothing more than the chance to avenge his family, but his temper often gets the better of him.
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