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Letter to star gazing
Contributed by
Rhei76
on
Tuesday, 27th February 2007 @ 02:16:04 PM in AEST
Topic:
LoveRemembered
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Well Pretty Flower,
My face ain't all that sour. I feel the rage inclining. But to the preccious sights not so blinding. I wish I could call you up or sit down with you.
For at a repatitious rate I'm lossing color, tones, and hues. Each day I'm growing more blue.
[I'm just longing for the day, when your words sooth my mind and bring a smile to my face]
It's been along time since I conversred with some one. It's been along time since I've sat down and drank with some one I need, and to this I miss you with tears in my eyes. I'm on the verge, I'm about to cry. [ I got to get get out of here, I'll continue when I make it home.]
Okay I had to recompose. I'm at home now, but you're the only one that knows.
I picked this pretty flower on my way home. I drew you this pretty picture of it. It is one of the prettiest flowers I have ever seen. Green petals for the bottem row. Hair like extentions of violet for the second with two white stripes leading to a star formation where seedlings form like throwing out light just before the bulb, with three fingers extenting like swollent finger tips.
Emotions, Emotions, I feel very emotional!
Like a sick dog with a sadden heart, trying to smile.
I'm trying hard, but I feel myself wanting to cry.
I try to stop this, but I don't know why, a tear forms in my eye.
I've never been homesick, and I've never felt so alone.
I try my hardest but it seems I'm not strong enough. I don't know why I must cry. This doesn't make any sense to me. I try so hard But now I find me here with nothing.
Is it my subconsious? Why must I feel so utterly down?
I know I can't feel this alone, what is this? What is this?
**** I thought I was recomposed. I was fine,
But now I am F.I.N.E.
I have to stop for now!
Well, I'm back. After I stopped writting I was thrown into life again. I realize it's still a soap opera.
I went to Annie, then proceeded to get myself drunk. We sat there awhile , watching Dirty Dancing(ughh.) Afterwards we started walking home. We stopped at Night Owls so I could listen to a Bob Dylan song.
{ you see baby i was off with my could of been wife
missing you since the first day light
while you were out living your life
we talked from time to time
but not enough to save my mind
i grew solitude
i grew alone }
My preccious, I left her
bipolar isn't for her domestic abuse
And you passed when I came back
I know I've never been so sad
I love you stargazer
I miss you as I always have
I look to Orien
But nothing ever saves
Copyright ©
Rhei76
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2007-02-27 14:16:04]
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Re: Letter to star gazing
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by Former_Member on
Tuesday, 13th March 2007 @ 09:48:06 PM AEST
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| This is such a sad and beautiful poem. Thank you for sharing! |
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