samantha?
- Name
- samantha?
- Age
- 28
- Gender
- Female
- Location
- United States
- Joined date
- September 15th, 2009
About
Well, I'm on my way to high school this year( super excited ).
My friends and I can go way over crazy when we're together .All the way up to INSANE!
I love to draw that is pretty much all I do at home but i cann't do anything any because I all was grounded (for almost everything )! *SIGH* [ OH yeah ... there are no pics of me yet but my eyes are blue and my hairs blonde so ..........decide for you self how i look. I weigh less than 120lbs. *for real* ]
Hummmmmmmmmmmmmmmm..........................
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A Dream Within A Dream
>> Edgar Allan Poe <<
Take this kiss upon the brow!
And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow-
You are not wrong, who deem
That my days have been a dream;
Yet if hope has flown away
In a night, or in a day,
In a vision, or in none,
Is it therefore the less gone?
All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream.
I stand amid the roar
Of a surf-tormented shore,
And I hold within my hand
Grains of the golden sand-
How few! yet how they creep
Through my fingers to the deep,
While I weep- while I weep!
O God! can I not grasp
Them with a tighter clasp?
O God! can I not save
One from the pitiless wave?
Is all that we see or seem
But a dream within a dream?
My friends and I can go way over crazy when we're together .All the way up to INSANE!
I love to draw that is pretty much all I do at home but i cann't do anything any because I all was grounded (for almost everything )! *SIGH* [ OH yeah ... there are no pics of me yet but my eyes are blue and my hairs blonde so ..........decide for you self how i look. I weigh less than 120lbs. *for real* ]
Hummmmmmmmmmmmmmmm..........................
^
^
^
A Dream Within A Dream
>> Edgar Allan Poe <<
Take this kiss upon the brow!
And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow-
You are not wrong, who deem
That my days have been a dream;
Yet if hope has flown away
In a night, or in a day,
In a vision, or in none,
Is it therefore the less gone?
All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream.
I stand amid the roar
Of a surf-tormented shore,
And I hold within my hand
Grains of the golden sand-
How few! yet how they creep
Through my fingers to the deep,
While I weep- while I weep!
O God! can I not grasp
Them with a tighter clasp?
O God! can I not save
One from the pitiless wave?
Is all that we see or seem
But a dream within a dream?