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Theres a girl who sits under the bleachers Just another day eating alone And though she smiles There is something just hiding And she cant find a way to relate She just goes unnoticed As the crowd passes by And she'll pretend to be busy When inside she just wants to cry She'll say...Take a little look at the life of Miss Always Invisible Look a little closer, I really really want you to put yourself in her shoes Take another look at the face of Miss Always Invisible Look a little harder and maybe then you will see why she waits for the dayWhen you'll ask her her name The begining, in the first weeks of class She did everything to try and fit in But the others they couldnt seem to get past all the things that mismatched on the surfaceAnd she would close her eyes when they left and she fell down the stairs And the more that they joked And the more that they screamed She retreated to where she is now And she'll sing...Take a little look at the life of Miss Always Invisible Look a little harder I really really want you to put yourself in her shoesTake a little look at the face of Miss Always Invisible Look a little closer and maybe then you will see why she waits for the day that you will ask her...her name And one day just the same as the lastJust the days been in counting the time Came a boy that sat under the bleachers just a little bit further behind...

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March 22, 2006

Summer Images 6:31 PM

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When people say summer, they usually mean a lot of things, but it will never take long for the little hamsters in other people's heads to realize that they are only talking of hot sand particles in-between toes, star-dotted skies, Flores de Mayo, halo-halos and fruit shakes. Or more probably, images of bikini-ed girls wearing sun shades or gym-modified macho guys on Speedos are what click on the wheels of their minds. That is because, ultimately, when people say summer, they connote that chestnut "sun, sand and surf".

For me though, when I say summer, I mean that time, that special moment, when I finally let go of Ms. Boundaries and fell in love-only to have had my heart broken. For me, when I say summer, I mean mingled laughter and tears, and bittersweet memories of two people against the world. When I say summer, I see a heart-shaped picture frame with shattered glass, I smell Adidas perfume, I read an unfinished story, and I seem to touch a freckled face that reminds me of glittery stars painted in the black canvas called nighttime sky - unreachable, blending with the infinite darkness just as it becomes clear to my eyes. And so, this face is the reason why, when I say summer, I mean most of all, The Him of my life.

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Sweet Kisses, CrizZy

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To Dream is my number one Hobby. Dreams help me stay strong. Loving is my key to having a better life. Love is sometimes Complicated, but I still manage to make it through. Learning to trust people is my number one goal right now. Learning to pick and decide well is what im working on. My life is currently on the ride. Im loving everything. I want to be happy, thats all. :)

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