We are armed and ready
to commit this crime...
I'm learning how to grow.
And sometimes that's the hardest part. I am: yet what I am none cares or knows,
My friends forsake me like a memory lost;
I am the self-consumer of my woes,
They rise and vanish in oblivious host,
Like shades in love and death's oblivion lost;
And yet I am, and live - like vapors tossed
Into the nothingness of scorn and noise,
Into the living sea of waking dreams,
Where there is neither sense of life nor joys,
But the vast shipwreck of my life's esteems;
Even the dearest, that I loved the best,
Are strange - nay, rather stranger than the rest.
I long for scenes where man has never trod;
A place where woman never smiled or wept;
There to abide with my creator, God,
And sleep as I in childhood sweetly slept:
Untroubling, and untroubled where I lie,
The grass below - above the vaulted sky
By: John Clare
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I just poured my heart out, there's bits of it on the floor. And I take what's left of it and rinse it under cold water, and I call him up for more...
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Goodbye 2006...
I think that this year has been an interesting one. Let me recap:January: Still so young. I split up with my first-ever boyfriend. From there on, I was on a long road to recover.I saw things in a diff... Posted by Better by Design on Sun, 31 Dec 2006 05:12:00 PST
