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You want Everything To change. Because You're afraid Of losing.
-Name: Anna Lorraine
-DOB: 09 | May | 87
-GOAL(S):To major in illustration, and model.
-Travel to: *Japan, Most of Europe, Most of America
*I want to go back. I miss J apan.
Favourite Lyrics:
Kumo No Ito | Nakashima Mika
the shadow dances,
a steady power
the cloud falls and gets sucked in the sea of tears,
the star close to the sea bound in chains,
crawling along the bottom
I search and search,
but I can't find it...
I keep cutting away
but it's never gone...
together we'll sup under this sky
that never clears up
a strand of spider's web
that vanishes the moment you catch it
the chosen ones follow it
if they fight over it
its cut and they drop
a strand of spider's web
that we each have
without a thought, spun and dangled
I wish you'd notice the screaming.
the colors, gone
the words, gone
there's no trace left
let's go back
even if they call to me
I can't look back...
I walk and walk
but I can't catch up
together we'll sup
in my heart saddened still
a strand of spider's web barely visible
the chosen ones can see it
as I spin it, it grows large
so strong and yet weak
a strand of spider's web
I want power I can feel
I want to live knowing its there.
Kiss On The Mouth | Our Lady Peace
If you were king
If you were king you'd set me free
But I'd be too dumb
Well I'd be too dumb to ever leave
Sometimes it's good
Sometimes it's as bad as it good be
And sometimes it's lost
And sometimes it's right in front of me
I love it, I hate it, I feel like a whore
I give it, I take it, I come back for more
I build it, I break it, I even the score
I thank you for the war
I thank you for this hollywood ending
I give thanks for it all
Life's not as easy as it seems
Sometimes it's a rose
And sometimes the smell is sobering
Sometimes it's a mouse
Sometimes the sounds is deafening
I love it, I hate it, I feel like a whore
I give it, I take it, I come back for more
I build it, I break it, I even the score
It feels like it beats you up
It feels like it knocks you down
And it feels like a kiss on the mouth
It feels like the saddest song
Like nothing can stop us now
Well it feels like a kiss on the mouth
A kiss on the mouth
A kiss on the mouth
A kiss on the mouth
I love it, I hate it, I feel like a whore
I give it, I take it, I come back for more
I build it, I break it, I even the score
I love it, I hate it, I feel like a whore
I give it, I take it, I come back for more
I build it, I break it, I even the score
I love it, I hate it, I feel like a whore
It feels like it beats you up
It feels like it knocks you down
And it feels like a kiss on the mouth
It feels like the saddest song
Like nothing can stop us now
Well it feels like a kiss on the mouth
A kiss on the mouth
A kiss on the mouth
A kiss on the mouth...
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Title: Cynthia Dods Mediums: Watercolours.