Sta.sh
You say you're looking for her,
the epitome of your ideal fille.
I'm not her,
but I'm damn close.
Two out of three can't be that bad...
When you say you're looking for her,
You're oblivious to the war
you've started deep inside of me.
It's a clash between my head and heart,
my mouth the battleground.
The cynic strikes the dreamer
who blocks the glancing blow
I fight to keep my mouth shut
while my heart screams,
"Open your eyes,I'm right here!"
I'm not her,
and I know I never will be.
There's no use trying
There's not point in pretending.
But there's still that little part of me,
A tiny piece of girlish hope,
That always wishes upon every star
and waits for 11:11.
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Defeated 
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Enjoying Life, Cause The Life... Is Beautiful!
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Enjoying Life, Cause The Life... Is Beautiful!
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Enjoying Life, Cause The Life... Is Beautiful!
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While there is perhaps a province in which the photograph can tell us nothing more than what we see with our own eyes, there is another in which it proves to us how little our eyes permit us to see. ~Dorothea Lange
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A. Engle
Blue lips, blue veins, blue, the color of our planet from far far away.
Blue, the most human color, blue, the most human color.
Blue lips, blue veins, blue, the color of our planet from far far away.
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"Because creative people aren't always in charge...They're just sort of rolling along with their eyes shut, yelling wheeeee." -Stephen King, Everything's Eventual