The feelings from Friday have now gone.
Not a tear will not come from my eyes.
I feel like I know nothing.
Christy was in my dream last night,
smiling and encouraging me to do something,
I cannot recall what it was though.
It is just so odd,
being one year later,
and she is still in my dreams.


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what am i doing?

Do you enjoy?

I can feel...
the warm night breezes.
The glow of the stars.
Crisp morning air.
the night bugs.
lying in the grass looking up
with no intentions of moving
the all too gorgeous sunsets
and the absolute feeling of being alive.

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Look at this picture.

Single out each element.

The lamp...

The reflection of the lamp in the snow...

Put each element together as in a puzzle...


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are you listening?

I know your story.

don't start to lie. face the facts,

i know the reasons why

you put up a wall

and let no one in.

you keep your feelings to yourself

and your loves hidden.

you fail to see what could be

and you let what you desire slip from under you.

you won't let things go

but you are losing grasp

of what is real to you.

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just let it go.
don't let it slip from under you.
let it come to you.
don't let it get away.
choose your destiny.
don't tempt with fate.
if it was meant to be,
it will all fall into place.
just let it go.


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green fashion shop
of murder.
spiral stair nazi
in the dream
no longer
unreal

The beautifully grey days
and sharpest cold.
This is where my story unfolds.
The snow falls
bleeds the blistering white.