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ULookSoPrecious Junior Member
since 2002-06-03
Posts 16NC, U.S.A. |
DAYS You're trying me on again like a size 5 when your a 7, and you're squeezing me hard and Im running through your fingers. See, I've outgrown you like a vine or a high chair or a... And I cant subject myself to the pain of breathing again. Eighty nine days you were fine without me but dont worry, I wasnt counting, or wishing or praying or longing or... And I cant believe you're saying sorry like that would make everything alright. And even if I wanted to hear it I wouldnt take you back because its been eighty nine days and I gave up on you half way through day eighty seven so I'll let you do the math and realize that you just fell short again. -Kris "Nobody, not even the rain, has such small hands." -ee cummings |
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Magnus
since 2001-10-10
Posts 14135South Carolina, USA |
Kris....OUCH!! This reminds me too well of the days when I was in the U.S. Navy on deployments...seeing the guys who got letters saying Adios Muchacho... Cya...Syonara....Goodbye! very well written...thanx... |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
Counting the days, and the hours. I can relate to that, though in a different way right now. And you kept counting the hours, all the way through day 87.... |
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