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Topic: A Positivly Mind Blowing Experience
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And here would be the main reason, apart from the wonderful, beautiful and talented Mags herself, I decided to write my term paper on her... The Half Empty Optimist As the world spins once upon its axis And the half empty optimist drowns her sorrows She dreams of all her dead todays And looks for lost tommorrows She is searching for the truth The needle in the hay She is hiding from the hurt The lies that people say To have a rainbow put up with the rain And smile when you want to frown But the half empty optimist sheds another tear As her world turns upside down Her appearence is as her state of mind Chaos and disaray The half empty optimist will soon pick up the pieces Tommorrow is another day The phases of the moon have waned in and out The half empty optimist cries for her loss She is further down the line, and getting nowhere fast A rolling stone that gathers no moss Her head in her hands and her love in her mind Her heart in pieces on the floor The stalemates silence was broken by the King A Queens capture has settled the score The rain falls now, the drops ripple in her glass Her life had been a fairytale, once upon a time But her sorrow now spreads as ripples in a pond In love there is no reason or rhyme Held by invisable threads of hope The half empty optimist continues to delay Dont put off until tommorrow What you can do today The four seasons have each played their overture The half empty optimist is finally at peace The winter plays her crecendo of final truth Music soothes the savage beast As black as the clouds, as fallen as the rain The goodbyes, one by one Now the half empty optimist sheds no tears For her mourning is done Her last days on earth were as empty as a pocket With hollowness she was filled She is no longer half empty, longing to be half full Her optimist's glass was spilled One lonely magpie sits upon her legend Above her headstone Declaring to the world that the half empty optimist Is single, solitary, alone (Edited by Fallen at 8:15 pm on Aug. 14, 2001)
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