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 Posted: Tue Jun 02, 2009 5:54 pm
Careless Hope
by Basil-tofu
Even though I knew she was dead,
I couldn't stop the ache of hope-
a caravan of shattered thoughts
and helpless, sleepless dreams.
But in the end, her hands were cold.
And I, alone, lost in this magnificent mist
of searing, numbing, grief
felt abandoned by it.
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Posted: Thu Aug 27, 2009 2:04 pm
Oh ~ How Sad Was That ~
Is This Based On Your Experiences Sir ?
Hee ~ BTW
It Was Written Nicely ~
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Posted: Sat Aug 29, 2009 11:02 pm
um, not... exactly.... ah, thank you though.
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