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12-11-06The clock on my window sill is stuck at quarter to twelve perpetually. It still ticks though, it never misses a beat. The hands just stopped one day. When did our hands stop moving? When did we start to live in cold cold coldness? Alone and isolated from one another. I miss you- Don't you miss me too? We were so perfect, but now time has made our hearts rough and our bodies lonely; they lose their strength from being alone with nothing else to hold them up, they become shallow. And our eyes become sad and dark and downcast and ashamed. We are as12-11-06
by ~forshalom
06-13-06Has he not perceived me? (He doesn't even tease me!)06-13-06
In reality, we disagree...
In poetry he leaves me and in fantasy relieves me!
O, who has believed me when I said it wasn't love?
O, it has grieved me when what is is not eno
by ~forshalom
2_11I am2_11
Not loved But desired;
Not inflamed But on fire;
Not restrained But intercepted;
Not plain But still rejected;
I’m not to blame, Though still infected;
No, I’m not lost, Just misdirected. I’m not afraid, But I’ve never felt so unprotected…
Don't worry, nothing’s changed; It’s just the way you left it.
by ~forshalom
The Kindly PrincePlease, forgive me, my lord. For I have underestimated your greatness. Who am I to come to you? And without invitation! Yet you were gracious.The Kindly Prince
Ashamedly, I have taken What you intended not to give. In the presence of such noble men, I do not deserve to live!
Though I have been humiliated By the error of my ways, Thank you for your kindness; In not exposing my disgrace.
by ~forshalom
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- Current Residence: centralia, wa
- Interests: trees, books, words, friends
- Favourite movie: ishtar & napolean dynamite & national treasure
- Favourite poet or writer: victor hugo-- les miserables
- Favourite photographer: red williamson (NEWSPIN) of course
- Skin of choice: skinless,boneless please
- Favourite game: MONOPOLY
- Favourite cartoon character: grandmother willow
- Personal Quote: tellin' the truth can be dangerous business
- Tools of the Trade: me pens and paints and a heart that breaks
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