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Neala Member
since 1999-08-21
Posts 262Florida, USA 
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The people around me See me write little words In a book As I suclude myself from everyone People comment on my words I never answer People speak to me I show them little words And they become scared Knowone can handle my little words The people around me Say I live in a bubble Not knowing what is going on Yet I feel and know All about them One person finds out they stay away Once one gets close It is not long before it is to close and gone The people around me Wonder where I am Cause I am gone Yet I am there and they can't fine me Some think I died Some think I am crazy They all think they don't realize I am standing in front of them I have faded from there life Cause the pain they brought to me Not careing about the truth Not knowing what life has to bring I care not how people think of me I only care that the once realize What the did to me And what it will do to them -Neala (Goddess of Sadness) |
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Isis Member Ascendant
since 1999-09-06
Posts 6296Sunny Queensland |
Neala I believe the Wiccan saying, 'What you give out will come back to you times three'. At your age friends are fickle, getting boyfriends etc. You need to find the friend that will always stand by you hon, now and for the rest of your life. I hope you do. (HUGS) Let your heart guide you. It whispers, so listen closely. ~Isis~ (Sovereign of the Spirit) |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
sadly beautiful Neala...I really like this one...(and its a long one for you)...(smile) I really related to the begining lines...I carry my poetry journal where ever I go...people always wanna know what we write in them...take care,janet marie "...we were born before the wind...also younger than the sun... and my heart you have won...as we sailed into the mystic... I just want to rock your gypsy soul- just like in the days of old... and together we will float-into the mystic... Van Morrison |
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devinmaria Member
since 2000-02-14
Posts 130Middletown, Ohio |
my journal is my most prized posession, and if some people saw what was written in it, they would think im crazy too. very deep. very revealing. wow!! Trust I seek and I find in you. Everyday for us something new. Open mind for a different view, and nothing else matters. --Metallica |
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moebius Junior Member
since 2000-02-16
Posts 11 |
Sad but beautiful. Where would we be without our journals? |
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TanAngel Member
since 2000-02-01
Posts 168Oviedo, Florida, USA |
I relate so well to this. So many times have I sat in class or elsewhere writing in my jornal. Nobody really sees the real person inside of ANYONE, it took me a really long time to figure that out and though it may be depressing it's true. "Dreams are not a reality, no matter how much we wish"-TanAngel |
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ill_tactics Member
since 2000-02-11
Posts 149 |
I'm alwayz feeling like this, nothing new in my life. Nothing more nothing less. Nice poem, i felt 'the people'. Much love, One love, PEACE |
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