Within the night she runs far away
Upon the mountain top she climbs
She cries
You must tell me why
Shouting at the stars
Wishing upon a different fate
Mistakes made
Broken no longer clean
Endure
Falling down in the rocky ground
She welcomes even more pain
To take it for you, you and you
Mistakes
Never offer understanding
Instantly
Misery enjoys company
Leave quickly
She’s coming
This is just the best!
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Thanks, Willow. Transitioning happening here…pay no mind. π or pay mind…lol xxx
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π
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It is a bit sad. But I do like it. Was it a personal experience?
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I know its sad…sorry. Somewhat, Duke.
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You know I like sad…and being able to evoke such feelings through writing speaks of your gift, Audith. (Forgot to wish you HP yesterday! Did you have a nice time?)
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Yes….well then, thank you. Not weakness? (It was a wonderdul day out. My evening was full of creativity and enlightenment. Couldn’t have been better. Lots of tears…running the course of happy through sad. Perfectly!!)
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No, I don’t think so. (Hmmm…I did mean Happy Birthday. What a dadblame mind I have. Well, it sounds like a glorious time!)
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Good, because I was hoping for that to be the case. π (I knew what you meant. No reason to curse….) π
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Cursing relieves all the anxiety.
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Yes…I have a string of them I can put into play sometimes, too.
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I hope they’re professorish…
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π
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That makes me sad…
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Sometimes it is sad in my world, Susan. Sorry to have to take you there. Much better today. π
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Very ominous ending.
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