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Post by beautifullyburnt » Mon Apr 03, 2006 2:12 pm

Dear Me,

Did I scare you away? Did you find my thoughts too dark to frequent? I wish you'd've told me, I didn't realise you'd gone until this morning when you didn't greet me as I woke. Instead it was an empty room, an empty mind and an empty heart.

The sun was weak, it's faint tendrils of warmth didn't penetrate my shell like it normally does. I wonder why. I wonder if when you left you took the feeling inside me with you. I want it - no need it - back.

Please return my soul,

Yours truly,

You
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Post by beautifullyburnt » Tue Apr 04, 2006 8:52 am

Dear You,

I am sorry for not sharing my troubles, but the darkness of your world was suffocating me. Your mind flies through the deepest parts of the universe before once agaion revealing the truth that is me.

My memories, are yours. You free me less often than you used to. Do you not need me anymore? Loving the sun, hating the nights. Please see sense and return to me.

Yours forever,

Me
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Post by foreverflame » Tue Aug 01, 2006 10:37 am

Beautiful. Just beautiful.

I like this perspective.
"Born into
these crooked ways.
I never even asked to come,
so now I'm living in the days.
I struggle and fight
to stay alive,
hoping that one day
I earn my chance to die..."
- Goodie Mob

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