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Post by MirrorImage || egamIrorriM on Dec 23, 2005 3:32:41 GMT -5
dear mother for all the the small things never said for all your brothers, sisters, dead. my condolence, left unread, hoping to string you more of that precious thread
dear sister for all the times of goodbye, that time of grateful heartfelt sigh, and nighttimes spent getting high, our feeling of soaring through the...
dear brother not forgiveness, just forget if i remember you're still in my debt for all the times you got me wet.. it always felt so good...
dear child though unrelated, heed my prayer listen close then forget it all, fleeting as the breeze memory gets wiped... i cant remember what i was saying
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Post by MirrorImage || egamIrorriM on Dec 23, 2005 3:33:55 GMT -5
^^ product of staying up all night and being almost entranced with exhaustion.
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Post by shamefulsean on Dec 23, 2005 10:27:20 GMT -5
this write toiuched me deeply, due to things ive felt so discretely, mothers never given back the care, sisters brothers, lost in forest snares, and a child i never had, but lost even tho we're not sure that iim his dad...and tonite is simple in such rule, that today i lost to another skool, of emotions....and motions , of a sea...so cruel to you, and to me thankyou mirror
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Post by MirrorImage || egamIrorriM on Dec 23, 2005 11:17:19 GMT -5
no problem, shame.
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Post by Yossarian on Dec 24, 2005 1:35:12 GMT -5
this was great until the last line, which felt like it was trying too hard to be an epic closer. other than that, this was great, one of the strongest I've seen from you in a while, great wording and imagery.
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