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the green bottle My body is a green glass bottle, warped from age and time, a little cracked in places where thoughts just had to get out. It is simple, like a bottle that you find messages in, washed up on the shore. The streaks of oily fingerprints, leaving marks on every part have become the glue holding everything together. The imprints people made on the bottle, each affecting the way light catches it and how the light is warped and streamed. The green bottle stands alone, aged, cracked, and a little sickly, but strong in itself, waiting for that little nudge that will push it over the edge and smash its world in. Like the phoenix, it would then rise again to bring out a shiny blue bottle, smoothed, newly born, and safer. Not alone. My mind is the cork in the bottle squeezing everything tightly in one package, keeping everything safe. It is the lock box that keeps the contents of the bottle secret, showing just an image of what can be seen through tarnished glass. The mind echoes softly like the wind on a flute, maybe not perfectly in tune but music none the less. It is a never ending chorus.  ~ Jolielaide  |
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9/22/2008 10:12 am |
thinking if there's a genie in the bottle   
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9/22/2008 1:58 pm |
This is very beautiful Sweetheart  ~ I will always be a Maverick
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9/22/2008 2:05 pm |
You are my treasure, my world, my fame; I share your heart, your joys, your name I give you love, and peace of mind; You give me laughter and thoughts so kind I give you care, you take it from me; You give me warmth, so willing, so free I give you a promise to have and to hold; You give me your love more precious than gold I give you my trust, and also my heart; You give me a promise that we'll never part ~ I will always be a Maverick
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9/22/2008 2:20 pm |
I gave you a treasure map To a land of hidden vales And waterfalls, and buttercups That lie along its trails. This treasure map you now possess. You do not see? 'Tis there! I tucked it in your pocket When my soul to you I bared. That map is such a curious thing, The paper old and grey, And yet, the writing clear and fresh As if penned but yesterday. Look close, you'll see some older marks The lines are faint and dim As if the thing was washed and wrung And left twisting in the wind. Should all the world be sent to search For the treasure so described, Not one would find a single prize Though they search the whole world wide For this treasure map is... to my heart The prize... our love secured. Its directions marked with loving care To ensure our love endures. ~ I will always be a Maverick
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9/22/2008 6:31 pm |
i always wanted to have a bottle like that...  The most beautiful thing can not b seen & touched it must felt with heart 
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thinking if there's a genie in the bottle  bad big blue genie ~ Jolielaide
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There is a tiny genie, Living inside my bedroom walls. He lost his magic lantern It was stolen by... ~ Jolielaide
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I can make your wish come true Come and set me free, baby And I'll be with you I'm a genie in a bottle, baby Gotta rub me the right way, honey I'm a genie in a bottle, baby Come, come, come and let me out Oh whoa... My body's sayin let's go Oh whoa... But my heart is saying no (no) If you wanna be with me, baby There's a price you pay I'm a genie in a bottle You gotta rub the right way If you wanna be with me I can make your wish come true You gotta make a big impression I gotta like what you do If you wanna be with me, baby There's a price you pay I'm a genie in a bottle You gotta rub me the right way If you wanna be with me I can make your wish come true Come and set me free, baby And I'll be with you I'm a genie in a bottle, baby Come, come, come and let me out  ~ Jolielaide
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now, you make feel guilty  ~ Jolielaide
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This is very beautiful Sweetheart Before I lay me down to sleep, I pray for a man, who's not a creep, One who's handsome, smart and strong, One who's willy's thick and long. One who thinks before he speaks, When promises to call, he won't wait weeks. I pray that he is gainfully employed, and when I spend his cash, won't be annoyed. Pulls out my chair and opens my door, massages my back and begs to do more. Oh! Send me a man who will make love to my mind, knows just what to say, when I ask How big's my behind? One who'll make love till my body's a twitchin', in the hall, the garden, and in the kitchen! I pray that this man will love me to no end, and never attempt to shag my best friend. And as I kneel and pray by my bed, I look at the d*ckhead you sent me instead.  ~ copied from the net ~ Jolielaide
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You are my treasure, my world, my fame; I share your heart, your joys, your name I give you love, and peace of mind; You give me laughter and thoughts so kind I give you care, you take it from me; You give me warmth, so willing, so free I give you a promise to have and to hold; You give me your love more precious than gold I give you my trust, and also my heart; You give me a promise that we'll never part D*mn, I'm good at telling lies!  ~ Jolielaide
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I gave you a treasure map To a land of hidden vales And waterfalls, and buttercups That lie along its trails. This treasure map you now possess. You do not see? 'Tis there! I tucked it in your pocket When my soul to you I bared. That map is such a curious thing, The paper old and grey, And yet, the writing clear and fresh As if penned but yesterday. Look close, you'll see some older marks The lines are faint and dim As if the thing was washed and wrung And left twisting in the wind. Should all the world be sent to search For the treasure so described, Not one would find a single prize Though they search the whole world wide For this treasure map is... to my heart The prize... our love secured. Its directions marked with loving care To ensure our love endures. sugar is sweet and so are you. But the roses are wilting, the violets are dead, the sugar bowl's empty and so is your wallet. ~ Jolielaide
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i always wanted to have a bottle like that... ~ Jolielaide
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It's a circle and the centre that it holds is Fellowship There are many signs and tokens which you may well give the slip So long as you do not forget that the Cork, to have its due, Must have safely in its centre what it seldom lacks - a screw. ~ Jolielaide
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feel at times I'm a cork Floating on the waves of my thoughts. Lost in a raging sea That has lost all tranquility. ~ Jolielaide
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9/23/2008 11:17 am |
 Gud girls R bad girls who don't get caught... 
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9/23/2008 1:04 pm |
Before I lay me down to sleep, I pray for a man, who's not a creep, One who's handsome, smart and strong, One who's willy's thick and long. One who thinks before he speaks, When promises to call, he won't wait weeks. I pray that he is gainfully employed, and when I spend his cash, won't be annoyed. Pulls out my chair and opens my door, massages my back and begs to do more. Oh! Send me a man who will make love to my mind, knows just what to say, when I ask How big's my behind? One who'll make love till my body's a twitchin', in the hall, the garden, and in the kitchen! I pray that this man will love me to no end, and never attempt to shag my best friend. And as I kneel and pray by my bed, I look at the d*ckhead you sent me instead. ~ copied from the net  Almost got it.    within each one of us, and let it begin with me (and each one of us)..one breath at a time.
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9/23/2008 1:05 pm |
Any more green bottles standing on the wall.  ehehehewithin each one of us, and let it begin with me (and each one of us)..one breath at a time.
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9/23/2008 1:07 pm |
It's a circle and the centre that it holds is Fellowship There are many signs and tokens which you may well give the slip So long as you do not forget that the Cork, to have its due, Must have safely in its centre what it seldom lacks - a screw. ahahaha ok my cheeks are sore now from laughing at many comments in blogs.within each one of us, and let it begin with me (and each one of us)..one breath at a time.
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~ Jolielaide
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Almost got it. ~ Jolielaide
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Any more green bottles standing on the wall. ehehehesomeone took the last a while ago  ~ Jolielaide
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ahahaha ok my cheeks are sore now from laughing at many comments in blogs.sweetface once told me that comedy is really not my forte  ~ Jolielaide
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i said i will prove her wrong ~ Jolielaide
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sprite and 7up ~ Jolielaide
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