If everything could draw to a conclusion.

Mar 27, 2007 01:33

I can't see your star.
I can't see your star.
Though I patiently waited, bedside, for the death of today.
I can't see your star.
The mechanical lights of Lisbon frightened it away.

My, my. It has been such a long while.
Wilkommen Mich.
Ha.Well, what can I say...my life blew up. Again. I'm just trying to end this war with myself so I can simply ( Read more... )

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anonymous March 27 2007, 23:20:56 UTC
If the red carpet were ever rolled out for anyone the rollers did a crappy ass job, curving back and forth so each of us trips over the wrinkles. The most substantial things in a life are never seen in doing them, only on one's death bed. What a joke it is, a surprise ending. You are uniquely you, and remember that giving in isn't always giving up. And finally, life is nothing but almost, almost this, almost that, and when you're just at almost life will come and f'ng slap you down again, but in some unique way never lower than you've almost been before. "Your silent heart will guide you. Be silent now. It is the possiblility of a dream that makes life interesting." We rarely no what we want until we find it...

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