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Name: Maria
Country: United States
State: Virginia
Metro: Prince Williams County
Birthday: 6/26/1984
Gender: Female
Interests: School....Knowledge is everything to me. School. and Boys Boys Boys!
Occupation: Student
Industry: Business
Message: message me
Member Since:
5/11/2005
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| Hearts pace'n, mind race'n...
In this bare room, I stare at the wall..
Thinking.
My face heats up...
Someone take this tourch from me...
It's not fire I feel.
I realize this as I touch my cheek.
All I feel are tears..
But why?
Possibly the fear of being alone...
Or is there just a black hole that has replaced happiness?
As I stare at this whitel wall...
I think, and I continue to cry.
This room is closing around me...
But why?
Is it because it's not what it once was?
Beautiful, colorful, full of life...
I try to speak, but nothing comes out...
I try to stand & run, but I'm unable to move.
Some powerful force has over come me.
forcing me to say here and...
Think, and cry! Cry and think!
This room is become black.
It seems like the white room is bleeding black blood...
I am reminded by of something but I just don't know what it is...
Why am I trapped here...
It's clear now...
This room isn't a room...
It's my life.
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|  yup....i can easily take him. lol | | |
| i want you because you know the words to those poems
the poems i knew by heart and kept close
my love me and unrequited love poems
the poems you whisper to me on darkened nights
when no one is around and the world is still except for our breathing
i want you when you speak the words to my favorite poems
speak to me
i want you because you know the feelings of my heart
the feelings i hid from the outside world
my i am afraid and hold me feelings
the feelings i never spoke aloud but expressed quietly
the ones you would have to listen carefully to my soul to hear
i want you when you listen to the feelings of my heart
listen to me
i want you because you know the words to my favorite songs
the songs i sing when i was happy or down
my make love and in love songs
the songs of my childhood i long forgot but hummed still
the melody still prevailing even though the lyrics disappeared
i want you when you sing to me my favorite songs
sing to me
i want you because you know my favorite touch
the contact that makes me shiver or pull away
my please me and free me touch
the caresses i wanted but could never ask for
that would make me feel butterflies and fall in love
i want you because you know just where to touch
touch me
i want you because she doesn't know you...because she doesn't know your inner beauty....she doesn't see what i see....she takes you for granted...i see through your words...she sees a verse of vocab that is carefully grouped together....she doesn't want you....i want you....want me....
LOL. That was just a little poem I wrote earlier today during some free time. Anyway, listen! you Xanga people. I am not here to make enemies. I am just here to maked friends. And maybe even learn from people that I meet. That's all. Besides, I can easily take your man. lol. Peaches, over and out. 
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Smooth and seductive, she carries herself well with slick touches, as hidden messages spew from her lips,
Walks by with a switch, grazing his body with her French manicured finger tips,
He’s nonchalant about it, “She don’t want me..” is what he reassures you,
But from the fire in her eyes waiting to be extinguished, you can see right through her,
Throwing her ass each and every way, making her pants fall a little lower so he can see her floss like g string , sending him signs of “come and get me baby” ,
We women don’t want to feel jealous, don’t want to feel insecure,
We’re accused of being “immature” if we bring up the issue, but nothing will ensue with eye rolls and quiet lips,
But speaking up makes him suck his teeth, “She’s just a friend, I love you!”
“If you trust me your not acting , trusting”
Friends respect relationships; they wait for when it’s over to advance,
But as you can see, this broad is a tramp,
Act civilized, be lady like, step to her like a woman,
Telling by the way she carries herself you know this will spark off something,
Damn that other woman!
Now you’re putting on Vaseline and pulling off your earrings,
You tried to talk woman to woman she doesn’t want to hear your feelings,
She just wants what you have and won’t stop till she gets it,
Pulling back with all your strength, eyes closed tight with a squint,
Then you swing…..as your hand instantly pours out blood,
Seeping down your wrist,
You look at the broken, red tainted mirror,
And realize, that the other woman is you….
….. you whore…..
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| Everyone in Xanga is so nice. Within 2 days i already have 2 comments! lol. I am meeting a lot of people that live around my area too. AND IT SEEMS LIKE THEY ALL KNOW EACH OTHER!!! LOL! I guess this is a great hang out spot for people like me. Book Worms United!....ha ha! Anyway, my freind and I were having a girl to girl convo and I was telling her about this site. Anyway, she was like, "Maria, why do you waste your time on those things? Your a beatiful girl, your smart, your funny. You should not be searching for Mr. Right on the computer". She's right. The truth is that I am not actually looking for romance online, but if i happen to stumble across it that would be nice. lol. I have not really seen any guys on here yet that i am romantically attracted to except for a guy who has some of the sexiest eyes I have ever seen but doesn't want to show the rest of his face, and he has a girlfreind! lol. I like mysterious and poetic guys like that (badnewzboi). BIG turn on. There are other guys on here that are cute, but not much of my type. You see, all the guys that I have come across in the past have done me wrong one way or another, to the point where I am very close to giving up on guys for a while. NO! NOT GOING LESBIAN!....iono. I'm just looking for the right one. Hmmmm maybe if I post a wanted ad.....something like this......
WANT: Preferably black or spanish male. *I love black guys* Light skinned. Brown eyes. You don't have to be built but you must have visible muscle definition. Braids. I'm a sucker for sexy eyes and juicy kissable lips. Smart. Funny. Good head on his soldiers. Knows how to old a conversation....My intelligence sometimes intimidates guys, but in actuality I just like to have fun. So if you can't really hold a very intelligent convo but you still make the convo interesting you are all right with me. My Mr. Right has to be a family man. He has to know how to treat his own family because that shows how he would treat his wife and kids...ummmm......There's more but I'm too tired to go on. So I will probably finish tomorrow. lol. Peaches, over and out.
p.s. If I have any typo's, SHOVE IT! I'm too tired to edit. LOL | | |
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