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Last Night
I had a horrible throw back last night listening to a song that shound not have hit me the way that it did. I listen to it every night and every day, but at about 3am last night the climax of the song just took me to a memory I thought I had forgotten.
All I could see was his body about mine, his devilish grin lit up by the morning light. My heart spun with joy for a moment, then I openned my eyes and the room was dark. He was no where to be found, the the morning light had been swept away.
All I could see was his body about mine, his devilish grin lit up by the morning light. My heart spun with joy for a moment, then I openned my eyes and the room was dark. He was no where to be found, the the morning light had been swept away.
Thursday, July 9, 2009
Wednesday, July 8, 2009
I feel like saying his name.
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Tuesday, July 7, 2009
A russian love song.
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Monday, July 6, 2009
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Thursday, July 2, 2009
I wonder what line came first.
I wish that I could recall my first thought. To have that memory, now that would be something different, A thought that was completely free, a thought that knew no bounds nor had a single fear; a thought of instinct. Or does that take away the idea of a thought?
If you know nothing, can you really have a thought? Perhaps not. But then again I still know nothing, so why do I have these thoughts?
Wednesday, July 1, 2009
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