| Sometimes it's like someone took a knife baby edgy and dull And cut a six inch valley through the middle of my soul. |


1915Shards of glass litter the floor. Evidence of pain and grief hangs quietly in the air.1915
"Forget" I whisper.
Your eyes are moist with tears. Tears you'll need one day, But they arrive early and unannounced.
As I slowly walk toward the door, Out of my eye I see your shadow. Muffled sobs escape your trembling figure.
Your heart is racing, and your chest can't keep up.
Silently I stare down at
All of what remains of you,
Scattered out before me like Fractured constellations against An aching sky.
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| I do a lot of dance, 50's jive and salsa which is (I've found) one of the most fun things in the world. I'm into music a great deal, and can't keep my CDs in order. I have some wonderful friends, but then again everyone says that. I can't say one of my favourite things to do is theatre because I don't do nearly enough to gain that label. This is purely availability in this area and also time XD I've loved the stuff I've worked on in the past year. I don't know what else to write so I'll leave it there swimming-with-sharks@hotmail.com |
man, i'm such a kid. XD
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私はアイスクリームが食べたいです。
Well I liked it. You're a poetic genius.
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@Corp ~ The current rulers of the world ~
First floor : Homes and clothing
Second floor : Weapons of mass world destruction and teddies
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@Corp ~ The current rulers of the world ~
First floor : Homes and clothing
Second floor : Weapons of mass world destruction and teddies
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