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Posted: Fri Aug 06, 2010 5:51 pm
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You have said live life to the fullest. Live it like tomorrow is your last day. Do what you dream in your wildest dreams Don't let fear hold you back. Have that spontaneous moment of creativity. No one can crush your dreams. You said all of these things to me, then you left forever. Sunny days and cloudless skies just don't compare to the time well spent. Now I know... You are living your wildest, craziest dreams, and they go on forever. You are in a pleasant place where rain tastes like soda where clouds are cotton candy when night falls, you can see the stars and touch the moon. Where grass is neon pink and dogs purr. Because you are in a place where dreams really do come true. And I am envious, but the way you got there... The way you arrived is not to be treasured. It was cheating, to me and to you. Taking a razor like knife in one quick motion. Then I realize. You aren't living your wildest dream. You are living your worst nightmare. Where when it rains, it burns your skin. The clouds are always gray. When night falls it falls hard There is never a moon. Where the grass is dead Dogs are vicious. You are living a nightmare, and you deserve it.
I finally got my laptop to connect to the internet so I can get to my poems (:
Sand is falling, time is runnnig low. Death is unescapeable seemingly far yet unnaturally close. Golden it falls, with a calming: ~swoosh~ The timer, almost empty. Things left unsaid feelings unknown. Falling falling falling through the glass. Sands of time falling too fast. Slow down! Please! There is so much unsaid Things not understood. Sands falling faster faster faster. STOP! My life is unlived, I need more ti-- Father Time floats down to you and your hourglass and he whispers serenely "Life is never unlived, time cannot be stopped, regret nothing my child." Nothing to regret? Imposable. It's too late. You are gone time has run out and there is no getting it back.
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Posted: Sat Aug 07, 2010 7:57 am
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Posted: Sun Aug 15, 2010 10:27 am
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