I get these random phrases from your blog. Its weird. I mean, they seemed so crystal clear but then now that they're not there. Its so blurry.
You say she's dead. Is she? The words may not be here and they may not be clear, but the images are. The emotions are.
Someday they will fade away into tiny dusty drawers in the small corners of my mind. Even then, she's not gone. Just forgotten. Waiting to be found.
But today, I will mourn the words. Salute them. For they are nothing more and nothing less than wonderful, inert, vulnerable symbols of that intanible something which will never die.
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*Unfolds her palm to let the earth fall* Amen *Sign of the cross*
I get these random phrases from your blog. Its weird.
I mean, they seemed so crystal clear but then now that they're not there. Its so blurry.
You say she's dead. Is she? The words may not be here and they may not be clear, but the images are. The emotions are.
Someday they will fade away into tiny dusty drawers in the small corners of my mind. Even then, she's not gone. Just forgotten. Waiting to be found.
But today, I will mourn the words. Salute them. For they are nothing more and nothing less than wonderful, inert, vulnerable symbols of that intanible something which will never die.
Aww man! Hope to cya around anyway.
Au revoir!
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