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Plague of Heart: April 2006
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Sunday, April 30, 2006. I raise my hopes. So now I think. Is it better to. Have love and lost. Than to have loved. It makes one cold. So that a phase like this. Passes with a fleeting glance. I will remember it. And hate it every time. Monday, April 24, 2006. My days have been. But now my soul. Of joy and peace. These two now sit. I sit and think. I wish to be. So leave me here. To ly and think. Till the end of days. When we can not weep. Tuesday, April 04, 2006. Thats what they want me to write. Nothing...
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Plague of Heart: March 2007
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Saturday, March 24, 2007. Back to the Blog. So I decided that I might just want to mess with this blog again and see if I could do anything about it. We will see. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Back to the Blog. View my complete profile.
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Plague of Heart: June 2005
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Saturday, June 25, 2005. Sickly heart can tell. But not be strong. As to even tell. The sorrow of my heart. For everyone to sell. Had I but power. To overcome these things. Were should I go again. But to only fall. From these my friends. I gain so much sorrow. But who can have joy. With out such sorrow. Of love so deep. Only can I guess. Of peace so sweet. My heart that is shut. My soul that is closed. I live in this darkness. I have no feeling. I have no fear. Learning so much from love. I am at an end.
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Plague of Heart: August 2005
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Friday, August 12, 2005. Have filled my heart with sorrow. Though I dig for joy. I come out empty handed. I feel so hollow. A thought of love. I do not know. What to do for this feeling. Yet now I live. With it every day. So now I sit and stare. Of what is to be. Of things not yet. Of sorrows and joys past. Present is only a word. With a hollow empty meaning. What I do tomorrow. Is in me today. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). These disturbing dreams have filled my heart with . View my complete profile.
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Plague of Heart: September 2005
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Tuesday, September 20, 2005. So what shall I say. To you my friend. You who know everything. That plagues this dark heart. Are things that I know. But ot you such a friend. I know I must owe. I owe something more. This friendship so sweet. That is so dear to me. So I say to you know. Thank you from my heart. I owe so much to this. That I wish not to part. The joy of pain. Or of long sought rest. Can you not explain. Dear things, as it were. Such is that joy. In each of our hearts. But can only heal pains.
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Plague of Heart: Back to the Blog
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Saturday, March 24, 2007. Back to the Blog. So I decided that I might just want to mess with this blog again and see if I could do anything about it. We will see. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Back to the Blog. View my complete profile.
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Plague of Heart
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Wednesday, May 10, 2006. Why must I go through this mystery again. The deep aching pain. Of not being able. I want to know why. I can't conqueor my own heart. I feel so dark inside. Because I am lost. I am lost at what to do. What to make her. I just don't know. I don't know anymore. What I should do. I guess I will push on. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). I have fallen again just like before so now I must. The joy that flows through my body is inexhau. View my complete profile.
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Plague of Heart: April 2005
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Wednesday, April 27, 2005. The black of my heart. The plaque of my soul. How can I a mear mortal. Being ripped from the. Ones who have not even. Been know long enough. Dear to one's heart. How are they to know. Of the pain of my stomach. The illness of my mind. How can I who can not. Even tell my feelings. Have a say in what. Goes on behind my eyes. Living with such a guilt. That I think not wrong. But being blinded by. My feelings of the furture. And my pains of past. By sight of others. Between three, I.
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Plague of Heart
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Wednesday, May 10, 2006. I wrote this for Lydia Poe. For those of you that don't know her, she is a sweet charming girl that is wonderful. I love knowing her and talking to her. To a Friend (She is). Oh, where to start. Who has a big heart. She is so sweet. With deep true care. When you need her. Lend you her ear. She is always joyful. She is the best of friends. I am glad to have met her. Through a quick chat. She is so sweat". I think you mean "sweet". Oops, sorry. I will fix that. I wrote this for Lyd...