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so what it comes down to is this: nothing in life remains even remotely certain. whats here today goes as vapor tomorrow...and all the day's fire turns to ash by nightfall.
by daylight we are pixies riding sunrays and magic guestures. we are sprites, we are song and rhyme, so every heart turns inwards to smile along.
but what wise men said impossible was proven true enough. in deeper, darker midnights, all dust was returned to and our rainbows proved to be nothing more than tantalizing pathways leading us void and empty once we reach the end.
for all the beauty our journey afforded us to seek, we've concluded with all eyesight focused on this dreary patch of brick and nothing else. flowers ripped from dreams and roots cut to quick. while all color is violently wrenched through nightmares doorway.
what did we expect really? our issues of abandonment have long since become reality based as daily life proves at the very least an uncanny ability to let us down. |
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Posted by kmalbro on 2008-01-17 17:38:08 | Rating: | Views: 55
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I like this one,honest and heart felt.
Thank you,stay safe
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Posted by Sexyback
on 2008-01-17 19:05:20
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