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Friday, September 24, 2004


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Alrighty, here's my poem, as I promised.

Lost Love

Falling, falling, falling forever.
Like the small snowflake that never hits the ground.
Being blown around by the almighty wind.
Turning in this vast sea of the sky, indifferent.
Never stopping to take a breath,
Never choosing to look back.
Choosing to trust no one.
Trying to be unique.
The sun that rises, is falling steadily,
On the chilling and unforgiving breath of the wind.
The same wind that carries us onward.
The sky dims on my hope,
As the stars fade from midnight,
Along with the dreams of the dead.
The dead at heart and soul.
This is the fate of the cursed and damned.
To walk alone forever.
To be lonely,
Forever.

A poem by the one known as Ari.

I was expiriencing a brief moment of depression, so I milked it, and that's what I got. Don't take it to seriously, and have a good day everyone. If you're normal, you probably won't understand the title either.Oh, and remember, chill.




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“Never pretend to love which you do not actually feel, for love is not ours to command.” - - Alan Watts

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