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Touch Me to Tell Me If I’m Real
10.09.04 (5:26 am)   [edit]
Break. School’s out.
I’m dazed and glassy-eyed.
I made it. Made it out of my misery.

I survived. And I did not just make it.
I was first to break the ribbon and touch the finish line.
I can’t believe I actually topped the piano exams.
My teacher was never as proud.

Am I not dreaming?
Touch me to tell me if I’m real…Or if I’m just soul and all
as my body has opted to rest in the grave.

Touch me, or dare take me in your arms.
If I feel your warmth, I’d realize that I’m not just dreams
But blood, tears, and shivers of long-sought-for bliss.
:oops:
 
Seventh Dawn
10.09.04 (5:16 am)   [edit]
I really haven’t admitted to myself my being a hopeless romantic. But I must tell you that this is the greatest love story of all time ever told. It’s about a soldier who went to war leaving behind his ladylove. He assured her that he would be back the seventh dawn after the war…but didn’t make it. Ugh! And here was his song just before he left. It still leaves tears in my eyes.

[i]I remember when I feel lonely
The way you kissed me in the rain
And darling I remember your golden laughter
Whenever spring breaks through again

I’ll be near you when nights are misty
Or when the dawn stars come shining through
And I’ll find you, I’ll be just a dream behind you
For my love will lead me to the seventh dawn and you[/i]

I know that this was the age of slim-waist balloon dresses, closed-toe high heels, and puffed sleeves. But then…
*breaks into a sob* :cry:
 
Washed
10.02.04 (9:13 am)   [edit]
Sobbing, weeping, crying the night away.

Finally with sweet surrender, allowing the stark darkness to
Devour you whole.

You’re lost in the stillness of the taciturn ebony air
…cruel, kind. You perish softly for all you all worth.
--Till you don’t regret it: you weren’t worth anything at all.

But why wish that life were written with a pencil
Wherein you can erase mistakes?

Why wish you had not cried? You know you don’t have to do so.
For you don’t force tears. They gush like the river when the fountain of pain
Is full to the brim.
Why the fountain of pain: the curse of human nature.
We’re doomed to it all. So don’t try running away. You can’t escape fate.
Fate is quicker than feet.
It will get you…
Get you…get you…

Full of emptiness. Empty of fullness.
I’m all blood, tears, and dreams.
 
PoiGnaNt PoiNtiLLisM
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