A Kind of Diary

Nothing

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Staring at you There is nothing. Nothing… Why should I feel nothing for the sake of you? Why should my emptiness be my bane for your own amusement Pleasure, want, worth… nay… for your comfort. Nothing… Why should I touch nothing as I lay unveiled in the evening Eyes wide and yet closed to all… Read More »Nothing

Freedom

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Running wild, galloping hooves Terrain a blur to my straining eyes Muscles tensing, exploding power Fighting lungs, searing breath Faster, faster, faster Free! Tethered down,… Read More »Freedom

Stop Over

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Take my mailfriends profile, try to make it short and to the point… and here’s what you get… from me anyway

Lies

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Living them. Knowing them. Seeing them. Lies are a fact of life it seems, Mona brought me this one this morning, bless her.

Yearning

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This one slips into the "life" category. If anyone reflects and can’t feel this feeling – can’t associate with the moment, then believe me, you have a whole lot of life to live yet.

When This Is Over

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Inspired by something read on worldm8’s – probably needs more work…. definately needs more work.. oh darnit!

Letter To The Customer Services Dept of Aura Inc

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It’s rare we ever get to feel this kind of … rebirth? When hope is a reality, not a word thrown at you by do-gooders. When tomorrow isn’t something to fear, but something to embrace and want to explore. When … you smile from your very core to the very tips of every hair on your body – even the grey ones, and mean it. It seems even Auras have a lifetime warranty if you know how to register for it. For God’s sake, never throw away the packaging! You’ll find you might need that later.