I sure showed me...So yeah, new journal entry, couple more poh-eems.
Bzzzz.
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The Traffic
Happy PlaceBaked sands warm my feet the salty breeze cools my face, cool waves lap gently.Happy Place
OvercomeAt first travelling through grey, dull but calm but storms upset the balance winds howling in rage. The path shudders, cracks, bends, fades to nothing. The agonising fall lasts hours, lasts seconds. The darkness presses in, choking, featureless blackness. Dark figures coalesce, menacing shadows in the shadows realm, lords of despair. Overcome. There is fear. There is pain. There is … darkness.Overcome
Crumbling yet SmilingFeeling like flying, feeling like dying, feeling like laughing even when I'm crying.Crumbling yet Smiling
Don't know how and don't know when. I started to lose my mind... started to lose my grip... trying to act like I'm fine, but then I tripp.
Eventually people will see me falling. And there will be those who would stare laughing. And that is the way I crumble through the world. Keeping my head down, trying to smile with my lips, and crying inside with my gifts.
Dreaming Me - RevisionI dreamed a dreamDreaming Me - Revision
my wings not torn tonight tears and fear holding me aloft
over an empty place white scars, hide rivers of life that flowed away, leaving nothing I know where I am
"Wind echos where it should not"
I hear the wind wisper and realise I can see
my eyes no longer blind weep as I walk on touching scars remembered in earth &nb
Dreaming meI dreamed a dreamDreaming me
tears and fear make my wings whole tonight aloft over a desolate landscape flying over rivers of blood and I know
Wind echos where it should not
I hear the wind wisper and realise I can see
eyes no longer blind weep as I walk on touching scars I know too well
Raw LifeThe rain. Purity. The dapple-grey clouds Weeping crystal tears. Covering mindless concrete With a rapture of silken Modesty. Looking upon the field. The corn dances in the Wind, as every ear catches Sound of every bead Upon them. They feel New, drowning in harmony With their saviour. A pure moment. For I fear not; thisRaw Life
Wave of tear-shaped Droplets explodes the mere Fibres of my existence. The woodlands blossom in thought,
Colours collide, caressing each other. Branches call out, entwine with awe
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Shoot film more often.
Good to see you're with us.
Lucians this weekend!!! Woot!!!
So...um...yeah.
bye.
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-The Ferret-
...Nuff said.
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