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YMonday, October 23, 2006
Wow in a blink of an eye
a year has passed.
well almost.
the end of school is here.
Wow :)
Looking through the diaries of 2006 :)
life in a crystal ball
who is the person im to be?
who is the man i see?
lost my heart
buried it too deep
in the iron sea
oh crystal ball
crystal ball
hear my song
tell me life is beautiful.
not sure im even here
the more i look
the more i think that
im starting to
disappear.
Oh, crystal ball, crystal ball
Save us all,
tell me life is beautiful
Mirror, mirror on the wall
Oh, crystal ball,
hear my song
I'm fading out,
everything I know is wrong
So put me where I belong.
infatuations.
confusion.
love.
emotional turmoil.
happiness.
frustration.
fun.
hate.
betrayal.
Grew through
the experiences
life got steadily different
new look.
new friends.
Deep dark sides
discovered
life in 3D
no longer the experience
i knew it to be
Naive no more
Clinging to the hope of life
magically filling with
rainbows and stars
the presence of true love; of devotion
Secrets
like precious stones or
like leaden weights
falling in the same trap again and again
Advantage in knowledge
yet ignorance is bliss.
a shield to the inevitable
a pointed wooden stake
through the heart.
Bitterness shrouded memories of him
sorrow dissolved in tears
tugged at the heart strings
in anguish.
Desperation
clutching to the straws of hope
falling, screaming silently into the
depths of the deep blue sea.
Cold seeping in
turning the burning flames
surrounding her in her nightmare
into flames of ice.
Tendrils of ice
now licking at her fingers
encircling her ankles
holding her from the urge
to run; to hide.
Lying on the sidewalk
exposed; shivering; helpless
cold concrete soaking
through her clothes
and deep into her bones.
The rain fading away
the clouds departing to expose her
to the rosy golden rays
of the sun.
Gradually she awoke,
sitting upright.
Why could she never remember
the past yet
only the dreams?
A slight smile slipped on her face.
picking herself up
she walks in peace
amongst the fresh buds of spring
into a golden gateway of light.
Strange liberation
with the realisation
old loves are old loves.
Have a nice day
cheers :)
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