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Stormy Elizabeth is Peace.

Walking through the blaze with a little sunshine in my heart All alone at it once again Yes. I am Content Lying on the Hotel Floor. With a pen in one hand and my blue spiral notebook in the other. I would tell you that Love is nothing but a lie. But I give bad advice. I'd also tell you that if you read magazines your self esteem might descend lower than the hell that model ,you see, was born in. But I am probably wrong. I used to think that if you close your eyes, flying could be possible. Of Course I was about 3 years of age. Now. Today When I close my eyes I imagine a world without war and poverty, pain and heartbreak, racism and ridicule. But my ideas are scant of adequate possibilities. And Once again, more than likely. I am Incorrect. (So I wave Hello. Tell You I Like You. Kiss You. Then Wave Goodbye) It’s just an average day. An Occasional RainSTORM. Then I Lay here, too Content on the Hotel Floor. No Need to Speak Loud. so I ALWAYS whisper. © 2008 Home Message Comment Pictures Add Block Disporatik