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Sep 14, 2006 20:10

Funeral.

We chew the day like old wet bread. The rain spirals down. Everyone’s drab; tired souls moving through a cut-paper world. We remember the times we used to have and the way you always smiled and sure, it brings a lift to the corners of our mouths but it fails to bring you back entire. The rain spirals down. We look at the clouds and they’ ( Read more... )

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From a friend prettyvacunt September 14 2006, 22:12:12 UTC
As painful as it must be, your dad does have a point.

Take care of yourself, sweetheart. You're in my thoughts.

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Re: From a friend moderndeadtime September 15 2006, 14:13:42 UTC
Yes, I agree with my Dad. To be honest, constantly worrying about her was doing a real number on my immune system / mind / body / soul. Now that she's gone I just ache, but it's better, because I can start to come to terms with her absense, rather than battle her oncoming death.

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starsincrown September 14 2006, 23:34:57 UTC
He's right, you're right, chin up.

And your writing has matured A LOT. I really, genuinely enjoyed all of that.

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moderndeadtime September 15 2006, 20:02:16 UTC
Wow, thanks!

Yeah, well, I've been thinking about writing a lot this holiday and working on my writing, so yeah, I'm pretty pleased.

I think I'm starting to be able to cut away at words, the root, the rock, etc, feels more simple. I like it.

:)

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wooodrow September 15 2006, 14:56:43 UTC

kobraski September 16 2006, 14:10:13 UTC
love.

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moderndeadtime September 27 2006, 16:43:30 UTC
I agree with what you say.

Sorry I haven't been posting for a while - I've moved to university and I got my internet in my room sorted out today, I'll make a post soon.

I have my first creative writing workshop tomorrow, I'm well excited!

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