7_22_2007

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The air is cold
The love untold
Where does his heart lie my thoughts wonder constantly to that unanswered
Yet I know what he says
I still want us
Not to be lovers
It is what I wanted and what I held my tongue to say now a year almost has passed and God puts the answer on a golden plate
Okay
Thank you
But what  now do I continue
Do I change
Where is my freedom
Where is my beloved
Is there another I could possibly ever love
As
Much
I need to be strong
I need to stop with the worries
That is why I am writing it here so that it will be silent
It will be done
Rolling endlessly
Blocking my thoughts
He does a lot for me its just love blinds
The longer I am in love the easier it is to see and meet his faults
That is the best part of love you take your beloved in as a whole
Breathe of fresh air
Glass of water             the cure for almost anything     lies within the individual
Will
It was given to mankind for a reason
I am straying

It used to be the glass that cut so deep
Now it is the rain
It pours so heavy                 the mind separates
Noone knows which is which
Noone  can be certain anymore of the capacity the human body
Mind and soul can endure
Survive
Why
Change of atmosphere almost heat stroke   what ever will I find myself to do
It is not like this
There is darkness
Look there                   alone             or without a clue
Mystery       or just some plot to see you through
Fate is nasty but free will is a menace on crack
Yes                       call it what you like neither will ever die nor surrender
         Do with time what you like it is only not significant in the slightest
This will do for now

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