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The Abstract Abyss
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Thursday, January 19, 2006: :. What has come over me? Longing to say the words meant for you,. And yet not utter a single sound. Wanting to care for you,. And yet not making a single move. What has come over me? To wish you were here with me,. And yet disappear when you are around. I dare not look deep into your eyes,. For fear that it may all come to nothing. What has come over me? Sleepless nights, I pondered. I feel lost, without you. I feel despair, without you. I long to see you. But I dare not.
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The Abstract Abyss
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Saturday, July 30, 2005: :. Love At First Sight. Mind not these trivial matters. To fall in deeply,. To love, is to hate. For in hating, you find loving as well. For everything exists with opposites. Easy it is, to fall in love. Difficult it is, to let go. Love comes, love goes. Love chooses people, or people choose love? What is your choice? Do we have a choice? Posted by Bourne Hiero. My profile at myspace.com. Powered by TagBoard Message Board.
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The Abstract Abyss
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Saturday, July 30, 2005: :. My light, my soul, the dark. My strength, my weakness. A student, a teacher. Posted by Bourne Hiero. I look into your eyes. I see the fire that burns deep in you. Your love, your soul. I melt under your gaze. I can't hide it. And now, hear my confession.". My profile at myspace.com. Powered by TagBoard Message Board.
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The Abstract Abyss
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Saturday, July 30, 2005: :. Swept away by the harricane,. No light can pass. Drowning in my own tears,. Blinded by the void. A fate worse than death,. A life worse than failure. Of anguish, none can comprehend. Deep down in the deep void of darkness,. I found the power of acting without hope. A void of shattered hopes and dreams,. A broken man I am. Despair, anguish, dissapointment,. My friends from now on. The power that drives me on. The power of the void. The last call you will ever hear.