solveig13

 ZUES

iff i have foregotten to tell! i play one zues xP...

after GAEA came it stinks in zues... please come an play wiith me! will have lots off fun!

btw.. my name in zues is "solveig13" im allways happy to meet new people! dun call me boring.. cus that word dun connect with me.. my lvl there is 63.. havnt sadly played fore weekss.. like fore real. but ill be back <3

solve.. ^.^

im sorry guys... im to busy to give out my other poems... left.. 5 6 7 8 9 and 10 :/ but ill give them out in september xD so wait fore them!!!

haavee fun all! cya in september!

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HI

i wont to make my BLOGG more interseting! 

but i have one big problem then.. i dun get how i upload ma pictures! 

I have written down the URL... but when i finsih it never shows upp.. 

:/ now how u upload pictures! ? now how to fix ma problem?

please help! 

solve ^.^

LOVE MY DOG...
 

Come check out my albums!  

  check out the album named: love my dogs<3   

ull find pictures off the wonderfull Newfoundlander dog i got now.. thats an dog that can get really high... over 70cm an the female dogs weight is; 60-65kg an the male dog about 80... and NO they arnt overweight! they are such an beautifull dogs!.. the collors on them are;     

BLACK    

BRROWN    

BLACK with WHITE spots    

  I have had dogs since was born. they have an specall place in my heart<3 but the first Newfoundlander we got was an boy called Birk.. but he had ME in hes legss an one day i came from school i got the devestatin news that our foure years old dog,, was put to sleep... we voodnt let him suffer... but some mounths later my sorrow was still there, but i still love dogs an we decided to get an new Newfoundlander that we called ZIndy.. ( ull ind pictures off her in mu album ) shes two yearsold now..    

  Dun be scared off theM! and if the behaveour is aufull.. dun blame that dog! blame the owners who rased them wrong! keep puppy mills away from the earth! :/    

ill write more about the Newfoundlander. and about were they came from and wuth they are used fore! <3  

 3. ANGEL OF FLIGHT AND SLEIGH BELLS

                          Angel of flight and sleigh bells, do u know paralysis,                                                  that ether house were your arms and legs are cement?                                      You are as still as a yardstick. You have a dolls kiss.                                              The brain whirls a fit. The brain is not evident.                                                   I have gone to that same place without a germ or stroke.                              a little solo act-that lady with the brain that stroke.

                                       In this fashion I have become a tree.                                                          I have become a vase you can pick up or drop at will,                                                  inanimate at last. What unusual luck!                                                               My body passively resisting. Part of the leftovers.                                              Part off the kill. Angels of flight, you soarer, you flapper,                           you floater, you gull that grows out of my back in the dreams I prefer,

                                          stay near. But give me the totem.                                                                Give me the shut eye where I stand in stone                                       shoes as the worlds bicycle goes by. 

2. ANGEL OF CLEAN SHEETS

                            Angel if clean sheets, do u know bedbugs?                                                 Once in the madhouse they came like specks of cinnamon                                                             as I lay in a cave of drugs,                                                                                 as old as a dog, as quiet as a skeleton.                                                                  little bits of dried blood. One hundred marks                                                         upon the sheet. One hundred kisses in the dark.                                                         White sheets smelling of soap and Clorox                                                       Have nothing to do with this night of darkness from the soal                                       nothing to do with barred windows and multiple locks                                                    and all the webbing in the bed, the ultimate recoil.                                                      I have slept in silk and in red and in black.                                                    I have slept on sand and, on fall night, a haystack.                      

                 I have known a crib. I have known the tuck-in of a child                       but inside my hair waits the night I was defiled.