April 8th, 2009

peace

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And she's just so cute, it's hard to just say hi.
the busiest of days, working late, stuck behind the counter when she'll just stop by.

There really isn't any other way around it than to just stop.







When it comes down to it, what's the bigger right? The right to life or the right to choose?
If something were to happen to her would I be morally alright with letting myself die?






More and more I'm alright with just being friends, but only if I don't really see her.
It's so hard to see her and still be satisfied with life.
I guess it's a good thing there's nothing about this life that says it is meant to satisfy.
One smile, one frown, one silent and mysterious look away.


I don't think she's realized that she was the final factor
in shaping
my definition of
attraction.






It's hard to forget
what still exists.
Hard to lose what
will not be
subdued.

If the universe were taken as a single thing, and lain upon the ground together,
she would be all that I could see.
peace

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I'd like to think I could make some sense, but it's still before 7am and I only got about 3.5 hours sleep so its unlikely. So I think I'll just ramble on.




The sky was wet with
dreams, noone telling it what to think, and in it's own it right quite confused. And it's
traveled around the world, azure blue to crimson grey. Traveled to lost happy places before
it let it rain.

And in the rain it
lost itself, pride turning to myopic things. It asked around and found itself forgotten, and
in obscurity twas free. For half a year of twisty seasons the sky was soft without good reason
to come back again.

So secretly,
beneath the sun,
the little stormy island held it's tongue.
And held it's breath,
and without the sky,
became quite desolate and dry.

What claim did it have to air
or rain?
but it still missed them all the same.
And earth was never what it was.
The sky was gone,
The sky was gone.
peace

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I'm going to make a point to comment on more people's posts, even when its just to say something repetitive like, "that's a cool idea" or "i'll look into that".





The line I came up with today was:
"Love has ever held me down."

Like, what about all those people who strive ahead on their own, and never really know what to do with love?