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Though lacking in trust one must endeavour to show one can be kind to one with a truly disturbed mind and, who uses and abuses, in the same way as those they say they were used and abused themselves, telling the world they are happy and their spouse is ideal, whilst behaving more unreal and, just like a louse: for they call themselves awesome and, its part of their mask, for they no longer have a task; and so, they are not content, for they’ve lost their path, direction and reason for being. And that I feel, is why, they do as they do and that is a reason to be sad, no mad with them.

believe their

own lies?



ah. a little brain.



a little Life.





all the same



and very sad.



ah well.



too bad...

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Oceanne
15:34 Jul 27 2011

Hehe nice...

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ladySnowStrixx
18:10 Jul 27 2011

Wow, All that from one little Kismet , wonderful!

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NoctusAngelusProcella
17:50 Jul 30 2011

love this so true

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tis quite empiral, that words so lyrical might role offa the silvery tongue a one who sees and can recreate, words of Love and, words of Hate; and displays an attitude of mind, that illustrates how kind their view of the others can really be.

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NoctusAngelusProcella
06:17 Jul 22 2011

this brought a tear,thank you for this *sniff sniff*

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DestroyingAngel
23:12 Jul 22 2011

Very cool. :)

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ElectroDolly
02:17 Jul 23 2011

If only I could be so lucky!

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Angelus
01:16 Jul 24 2011

empiral... empirical. [[Sheesh.]]

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It irks me that some devalue

true knowledge; that same

knowledge that others seek.



that same knowledge that

some will pass on, whilst

others clasp onto, crying

"mine, mine, mine."

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NoctusAngelusProcella
21:15 Jul 20 2011

never words spoken so truthfully penned

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Oceanne
15:35 Jul 27 2011

Love it!

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As light rain intermittently rain fell I tell my Father that I’m off out to the post office; and by the time I exit the door the path is dry once more, such is the heat of the day, as I get by feet going so as to make the midday post. And I walked up the hill, glad a pill or two had eased the pain in my back, as to my right I saw a little car, a very little car, with a whole back ledge of nodding dogs passed me, and then, I had passed two little girls with a well-wrapped box of cup cakes with a red ribbon and bow, I couldn’t help ‘How sweet!’ And then, just a few minutes later the light rain fell again… just a few moments after, I’d closed the door.

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XLostAngelX
00:53 Jul 18 2011

cupcakes...........num num num

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Gawd... I so love walking in summer rain... so cooling, after days of basking heat, heck at one point, a sore one, I thought I had boiling feet.

But, no more...

I'm on your right

you know I'm here.



but now for a walk



as I need the green



instead of a beer



if'n you know what I mean

'coz I have hospital soon...

‘Twas a sunny Sunday and, I’d stood beneath the boughs of the trees, down the track; and the slim young dude that was dressed for Summer, holding one bike, while the other swept back at one side of her bleach blonde hair, casually looking at me, through the black lens of her sunglasses, before turning her back to me and hiking up her tight, skin-tight, multi-coloured tights, to further emphasise the pert nature of her buttocks. And, although she’s admonished, she continues to play with her clothing, undoing the knot on the side of her white tee-shirt, after again looking my way; then stretching, to show me how low the tights would drop, lower on her hips, as she did so and then, noticing my train my view of the two of them, to walk up the platform, as there were to be six carriages; and, I thought to myself, “Yes I was right, there’s a girl who’s not meant for marriage.”