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joan New Member
since 2003-10-30
Posts 4Estonia |
Everything in that room was still while the city was living in the night. To go away of my own will... to turn off the light... Sheets of red wine, a play in which you had a part. Hours lost...hours divine... empty soul...crying heart... Through dark I see your eyes, shadows on your sleep, and I have to cut all these ties, those promises that we cannot keep. On the window only a smoke, to save time...but the decision is made. I collect my things...a glass that we broke... and so I leave with love that fades. |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
hate when love fades but then again maybe it was never real ... M |
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Ratleader
since 2003-01-23
Posts 7026Visiting Earth on a Guest Pass |
A sad thing, but maybe not so sad. You have your map now, and know your destination. ~~(¸¸¸¸ºº> ~~(¸¸¸¸ºº> ~~(¸¸ ¸¸ºº> ~~~(¸¸ER¸¸ºº> |
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