She opened the door
While every movement shot through her heart
And tried to remember
What she was hiding from
Butterflies and moonlight
And little girls lost in the dark
Tuesday, July 03, 2007
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this is really good!!!
u shine like the light from the sun!!!
These poems are getting better and better! Tempted to write this one is perfect.
She sounds nice. Which makes it strange that she was hiding in the first place. But it's the nice ones who do... isn't that sad?
RYN: *hugs* Thanks, love. It's just strange... I've never cared about being "accepted" before... and now it means so much to me to be accepted by these people I really barely know. And I don't know why. Except the fact that I feel alone and may be a leetle desperate for companionship... But thank you. It's good to know there's still people who care regardless. And yeah, I can still read her faves entries. Though I don't know why I do, they don't make me feel any better at all... Why d'you ask?
From the realm between solitude and hope,
*Sir Bean*
RYN: I saw it that way every time she would talk to me about Trace ignoring her for Alex or anything like that when we were still together. So yeah, I noticed the irony. And it was really hard not to say anything. But I didn't want to get her all pissed at me again, so I was nice. But damn, it was hard...
There's something I wanna talk to you about in... a less public forum... so I'll send you an e-mail. I hope you don't mind me signing on for your services again...
RYN: Kinda makes me wish all the comments on her diary weren't private... =)
So she HAS been checking her e-mail. It's just me she hasn't been replying to, then. K, I've been wondering.
could be about raven. exceptional anyway. you are improving beyond belief.
Hi~Cool poem...
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