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SevenAK
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Name: ZAk
Birthday: 3/26/1984
Gender: Male
Interests: Chewing, watching, sitting, Verbing, Icing, coffee, searching ... for someone, writing poetry, crying, writing poetry about crying, crying about writing poetry, crying about poetry that maybe I didn't write...
Expertise: I'm a good listener. But I don't get paid for it like i should. I can also ignore people really well, but am not in politics so don't get paid for that either.
Being emo because someone told me to be
Occupation: Student
Message: message me
Member Since:
11/18/2003
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When peace, like a river, attendeth my way,
When sorrows like sea billows roll;
Whatever my lot, Thou has taught me to say,
It is well, it is well, with my soul.
Refrain
It is well, with my soul,
It is well, with my soul,
It is well, it is well, with my soul.
Though Satan should buffet, though trials should come,
Let this blest assurance control,
That Christ has regarded my helpless estate,
And hath shed His own blood for my soul.
Refrain
My sin, oh, the bliss of this glorious thought!
My sin, not in part but the whole,
Is nailed to the cross, and I bear it no more,
Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, O my soul!
Refrain
For me, be it Christ, be it Christ hence to live:
If Jordan above me shall roll,
No pang shall be mine, for in death as in life
Thou wilt whisper Thy peace to my soul.
Refrain
But, Lord, ‘tis for Thee, for Thy coming we wait,
The sky, not the grave, is our goal;
Oh trump of the angel! Oh voice of the Lord!
Blessèd hope, blessèd rest of my soul!
Refrain
And Lord, haste the day when my faith shall be sight,
The clouds be rolled back as a scroll;
The trump shall resound, and the Lord shall descend,
Even so, it is well with my soul.
It is well, with my soul,
It is well, with my soul,
It is well, it is well, with my soul.
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| and now my email... gmail i mean.
music
soul
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zaklynn@gmail.com | | |
| ~emo~ x2
I can't my eyes off the way you feel
It's been over a month since we said good bye
Although one sided it was a deal
So I know why you sigh
I shake off this tenderness for your heart
whisper alone that it's all over
Like you thought from the start
(Chorus:)
Alone crossing country lines
without you to make a quiet pun
Alone facing customs signs
without you I think that they may have won
I can't keep my eyes off your arms so crossed
You grumble with your head hung low
Since we decided it's been chaos
But there's no where for me to go
I'll agree that at one point we were okay
weeks without a word
A quiet agreement slashed sarcasm
forget about what you've heard
faster:
Alone crossing country lines
You knew we didn't have much time
We pretended everything was fine
I can't keep my eyes off you... | | |
| ~emo~
there's a big tent outside my window and when i walked in my room i saw
it and it appeared as though snow had fallen on the back lawn in the
middle of August. so here is a bad song about that and where ever
the words take it:
Snow has fallen and I just callin'
To remind you of me
mind your business but please don't give this
away for free.
(build and key change for chorus)
Call me when you get south of Omaha
Call me when your heart begins to thaw
Write me if you can't make it all the way
don't Fight me for the things that I must say
My mind is soaking from your joking
about my choices
Your forsaking is only making
back ground noises
Call me when you get south of Omaha
Call me when your heart begins to thaw
Write me if you can't make it all the way
don't Fight me for the things that I must say
Don't you, Don't you, Don't you Fight me!
Don't you, Don't you, Don't you Fight me!
so Call me when you get south of Omaha
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