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Jul 20, 2006 21:01

Looking back on the day,
though I know it's useless,
I wonder where these hands went astray,

How did life come to this,
and I haven't slept in so long,
Seems I'm getting numb to this.

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silverladys9sf July 21 2006, 17:16:09 UTC
:( I love you.

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luciferbelowme July 21 2006, 18:59:41 UTC
No Sad Face! *hugs* I love you. Don't be sad.

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angya July 21 2006, 18:28:33 UTC
the poem sounds sad...

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luciferbelowme July 21 2006, 18:58:37 UTC
Well, a little. Mostly lonely, but I wrote it to try to get back in the groove. Writing poetry isn't lke riding a bike for me, everytime I stop I find it harder to get started again. I just can't seem to let it flow the way I used to, you know?

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gormalovich July 25 2006, 18:52:25 UTC
I know what you mean; I'm glad you're not letting the poetry groove get rusty. Even loneliness can be fulfilling in some way...so long as you know there are a lot of people out here who miss you!

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luciferbelowme July 28 2006, 00:15:15 UTC
Trying not to... we'll see how it goes in the long run. At the moment, my sketches are taking up almost all of my creative attention. It really seems like I can only hold my attention to one thing at a time - everything else suffers in the meantime.
I miss you too!!

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