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misscurly America the Strong - Subscribe
This one was written a few days after 9/11

America, America, the land I love;
She stands proud and full of glory.
Her people they stand, united as one.
In the mists of terror she’ll not be shaken,
For God is her strength, forever and always.

America, America, the land I love;
Her country ‘tis always liberty.
She’ll march on and face the enemy head-on.
In God, her trust is put as witness to all,
For her foundation is strong, forever and always.

America, America, the land I love;
She stretches sea to shinning sea.
Her people all so unique, but all so strong.
In the hearts of everyone she will stay,
For the enemy will never win, forever and always.

America, America, the land I love;
And this she will say:
“The Lord is my light and my salvation-
whom shall I fear?
The Lord is the stronghold of my life-
of whom shall I be afraid?
When evil men advance against me
to slander me,
When my enemies and my foes attack me,
they will stumble and fall.
Though an army besiege me,
my heart will not fear;
Though war break out against me,
even then will I be confident.”
Forever and always.

Mood: patriotic

misscurly New Home Sep 22nd, 2007 3:46:25 pm - Subscribe
The years between writing the America poem and this one was filled with my thoughts about being a Christian. I was constantly confused, going back and forth from believing and not. When i headed off to college i finally got my answers that i had been searching for. This is also the time my writings started to focus away from religion and more towards guys, love, and life in general. This one was written about a month after moving into the dorms for the first time in Fall of 2004.

I’m packing my bags to begin anew in life
I say good-bye to friends and the tears
Come flowing. Run my fingers over the
Memories and more tears come
I promised myself this wouldn’t happen
The emotions swell up and I can’t stop it

My keys are gotten and things unloaded
Last good-byes are said. Sadness comes
But stuff it with happiness instead
Loneliness sets in. I want to curl up
And have a good cry. Instead of crying
I go to dinner. Maybe I’ll see people there
Maybe new friends I will meet

Excitement overwhelms despite the sorrow
A new chapter in life is about to start
What will come? How will I change?

The first month is gone
Room finally arranged and
I’m settled for the long run
All the worries are gone
In their place are new things to explore
Explore I do to the highest
Friends are made that I hope
To last past the years

I’m happy to call this place home.
Mood: optimistic

misscurly First Love Sep 22nd, 2007 3:49:16 pm - Subscribe
This reflects the emotion i had after my first real crush. He was the first one i did anything physical with.

When we first laid eyes on each other
It was love at first sight.
My heart went a’flutter and
Yours screamed I want that girl.

You flirt, I flirt back and
On it goes until the stroke of midnight.
Our ways are parted with a hug,
Will we ever see each other again?

I can’t wait to hold you
I can’t wait to kiss you
In my dreams I dream of you
And in my waking hours
My thoughts turn always to you

My computer screen tells me you care.
We talk, talk, talk, and the night goes on.
I don’t know what to do with the
Feelings I feel deep in my soul.

Just when things are looking up
You decide to tell me I can’t be yours.
Still it doesn’t matter because of
The love that is evident in us.

A week goes by and it seems like
I’ve known you since the dawn of time.
Our hormones are going wild with
The anticipation of what could be.

But this I know for certain that
I want you and you want me
So plans we make…

January 2005
Mood: giddy

misscurly Abusive Love Sep 22nd, 2007 3:53:51 pm - Subscribe
Since meeting my first crush the proceeding months i kinda went overboard about meeting guys. I had many flings that lasted a week or so. When i went home for Spring Break i felt so used and damaged. Afterwards i vowed to stop going after the flings.

Thrown around is what I settle for
Abuse is what I think is deserved
Values of myself are out the door
For the moment of feeling wanted

It doesn’t last long until I am
Out the door and forgotten also
I was just a piece of ass that
Was easy to fool around with

Now I’m left empty and with
Nothing to hold on to drowning
In the self-pity that was
Brought upon my own lust

I cry at night wishing it
Wasn’t what it has become
I beat myself up hoping to
Rid of the sorrow that is deep

Why did I let it happen?
What possessed my thought
To allow my body to be abused?
Please make it stop or crazy
Might take hold of my heart!

Where do I go, who will listen
To the lament of what I feel?
I need to feel loved, deserved
Once again to heal the pain

O God save me from the pit
I dug for myself and crawled
Into hoping to find the warmth
Of love, peace, and being wanted

I’m sorry I doubted what
You have always promised
I need it more now than
Ever before to fill the void

Come and fill my heart with
Your true love, everlasting love

March 2005
Mood: detached

misscurly Perfect One Sep 22nd, 2007 4:15:49 pm - Subscribe
This was my first real boyfriend lol

All my life I’ve dreamed of
The one who will spend
Life with me.

In my pursuit I have allowed
Heartache and sorrow which
Gets me nowhere.

The few good men seemed
Perfect and all my energy
Was thrown to them.

Never did I stop long enough
To realize you were standing
In front of me.

Even when I talked of others
Still you waited somehow
Knowing I’d come.

When the moment came I
Saw how perfect you were
Despite my doubts.

Everything about you is just
What I really need even
Though I was blind.

I see so clearly and don’t
Want the feeling to ever
Go away from me.

June 2005
Mood: la la land