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Wednesday, November 3, 2004


   Broken...
Broken souls with broken wings, to paradise they fly.
All alone in misery, to their fates they die.
A single one stands alone, lost within the cold.
Lost without cause, the spell was broken that which was to hold.
Hoping someone would mend what she could not,
No one seemed to fit the part.
Until the day she met that angel from the skies,
But how to make him see, as without destination she flies?
She decided it was best to just leave him alone,
Until he too could see, and take her with him as he'd her heart all along.


~~~~I am not happy, I wish to cry... in fact, I might. I am breaking down, and why? I've no clue... I have fallen down twice today, thanks to the rain and my physical problems.... I am shaking so badly, and wondering why the blood has come back, and why I am so upset.... I cannot explain it, and I want to.... Somehow, I think that poem is for someone... a friend.... I don't know why, but it seems to fit.... Who? I won't say... I don't want to.... I made my choice today as well.... Maybe that's part of my illness? I couldn't figure out right now if I tried.... it hurts far too much. I hope you all are well. Ja...~~~~

"Broken in the depths of time, do angels still exist to fly?"

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