oh my
my eyes are orange and yellow,my feelings are black and red.
my smile is purple and blue,
my stare sees silver and white.
my skin is green and sallow,
my thoughts are fucked and fallow.
my, my, my.
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Tuesday, July 11, 2006
[holding place]
1 Comments:
Were I too have posted a comment, it would have been that this figure resembled you. I suppose I feared how you might interpret the comment, since it is sometimes difficult for me to gage.
What I didnt see as fully, yet perhaps suspected, was that the feelings expressed might have been so revealing as well.
I do not know what brought it about, nor from whence it came or why it overtook you so, but I suppose my need to comprehend proved yet again useless considering the events of this week.
Spend time with people who love you and that you love; locate that confident, cheerful, less empty place inside ...
Where ever it is that your heart has gone hiding, I pray you find him again and rejoice soon.
Blessings.
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