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The Ramblings Of A Madman it is spring again and the dogwood trees bear promises
of better times to come as islands of snow die ever so slowly
yet the ghosts of my past still haunt me killing any promises
of happiness I may of had
love is a cruel game we all play
playing by the seat of your pant's
with each new lover bringing a totally different set of rules
sometimes it ends with nothing to say that could change anything
left without even a whisper of hope
one cannot simply define love for it is detailed with complexities
its amazing how something as powerful as being in love can be twice as dangerous when you lose the one you love over foolish pride
paper-thin petals disintegrate in your hand
she loves me
she loves me not
one minute seems to be an hour and five minutes day's
a night spent alone a eternity
the utter stillness is more than my heart can bear
how can emptiness weigh so heavy on ones soul
in the darkness of the midnight hour I can't help but
ask myself;
where did it all go so wrong?
the ghosts of my past still haunt me killing any promises
of happiness I may of had
~ D Donner ~
how
how can emptiness weigh so heavy on ones soul
in the darkness of the midnight hour
… this is why I try to reduce everything to near weightlessness – till it reaches the point of complete cellophane buoyancy. Once it gets to that point – I'm no longer dealing with the weight of an object, so I have no need to control it – and it becomes much easier to handle. And once it's mastered – I can palm it – or finger it – or fuck it... and it will comply with my every wish.
wow
excellent write!! you perfectly captured one of my least favorite emotions
This is good. You're a good
This is good. You're a good writer. I enjoy reading your stuff. Maybe, if you find the time, you could read some of my stuff and tell me what you think. Thanks for the read!
Promises, Promises
I made one recently and now I have this pressure to perform. Monday to continue till done.
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I like your use of the word, Dan-59
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