![]() LonelyA Story by Vanessa
It's irksone how the ebb of loneliness is healing to a battered soul. And when thelines make criss-crossed streaks across the water, it makes you feel alone. Yet somehow, you feel at one with whatever has brought you to a fate of resentment, jealousy, & lonelines. There had to be a reason for that dreaded angst when the black of closed eyes ismore welcoming than it should be. And you know that just before the dark, you saw a moon of golden silver behind your eyelids. But soon, the black closedyou in. You liked it. Maybe that's a sign. © 2008 Vanessa |
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1 Review Added on March 23, 2008 Last Updated on March 26, 2008 Author![]() VanessaAbout-As an introduction . . . . every place that I go gets an even number of steps. Yet, I don't very much like symmetry. -I love the smell of wet moss when it rains. -There's this ama.. more..Writing
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