| a poem |
[21 Apr 2005|09:29am] |
i talked to chris a bit and just felt like i needed to think this is what i got: a poem
words lost between these pages
memories flying from all directions
a little girl sitting in the middle of this whorl-pool
asking to be resqued
watching from the side lines
wondering what i could do to help
with each and ever step i take
this girl seems to get farther away
i run to catch her but now its to late
shes already faded away
a fog that cuts the midnight air
waking me up to whats really there
i can never help this little girl i see
for i lost her so long ago now shes just a memory
a tressure left behind but i know ill never forget her
for she is something that helps me remember :
who i am, and what i was, and what ill never forget:
a past that isnt set
- this tells so much it tells my past my future and why i hold on it tells why im running why im hiding and what im finding it tells why i feel how i feel and why i am the way that i am and if u dont see that. ur ignorence is bliss...
as a famouse quote someone once said.
-ally
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[14 Feb 2005|03:53pm] |
If you read this, even if I don't speak to you often, post a memory of me. It can be anything you want, it can be good or bad, just so long as it happened.
Then post this to your journal. See what people remember about you
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