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themute Member
since 2006-05-08
Posts 469Maryland 
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I am confused by everything now. How can I be here? Reality is to me now a great mystery even greater than before. Then, it was about the physical, now it is about something more that I wonder. How does each moment form? My emotions. These questions will set me free. Still the hand does search the candle as my mind does search for life. Tell the angel that words are no more to me than distractions. We are the immortals. The seconds pass, numbed by so many passed before, yet we forget, without a trigger, what had happened the just before. There is so much we forget, from the seconds that pass unending, the year that you forgot with time, the love you had in high school, or the reason that you live. As you read you have forgotten how long ago it was, without a clock to measure time in, time is above lasting, above it all. I wish only to see clearly what is real, and what is not. To speak clearly what I feel and clearly what I don’t. I will be to the peers I now call children, young, the lucky ones. She has the understanding living unguided, pure yet unknowing of who she is and so I help her. I will giver her what I want and she will be as I will take her. I am not a good person for this in fact, I am a liar. The devil in disguise. When I hold her I feel happy, grown up, lustful, arrogant, needy, scared, comfortable, loved, lonely, like an animal in its den next to its mate in warmth simplicity, distracted, warm, terrified of tomorrow, satisfied with now, a sense of wonder for the past, like god. Touch with hands that don’t know yet if they belong on her because she scolds them when they try to love her. All I want to do is have a reason to love you. In all my time alive, I would never have guessed that she would be lying next to me, not because she was once too beautiful, but the contrary. But time changes everything and time changes shapes and sizes and forms and figures to make a shy girl strong and a meek girl a beauty and more than enough for me to want in my room, how spectacular! I am the two-toed wanderer |
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Juju Member Elite
since 2003-12-29
Posts 3429In your dreams |
I liked this alot,It would improve the readablility if you you had breaks after each though. (I am dexlixic.. ) -<>-~-<>-~-<>- |
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