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My shade of vacuum: By the steps
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My shade of vacuum. Friday, 20 July 2012. It is moving slowly. But it’s moving. Now and then, I look behind at them memories and the succinctness of your parting only to realise that you have left more than I had bargained for. I rush to the steps of our home. I am rushing out towards the open road. I am hoping you stop me. I am hopeless. Can you please tell me to stay? How will you blink your eyelids without glancing at my smile? Stop by my steps someday. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Every girl o...
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My shade of vacuum: July 2012
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My shade of vacuum. Friday, 20 July 2012. It is moving slowly. But it’s moving. Now and then, I look behind at them memories and the succinctness of your parting only to realise that you have left more than I had bargained for. I rush to the steps of our home. I am rushing out towards the open road. I am hoping you stop me. I am hopeless. Can you please tell me to stay? How will you blink your eyelids without glancing at my smile? Stop by my steps someday. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Every girl ought to ...
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My shade of vacuum: I do not know...
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My shade of vacuum. Wednesday, 18 May 2011. I do not know. I do not know how you wake up everyday. I do not know how you make it through the day. I do not know if this pain will ever recede. I do not know if this all that is left to grieve. I do not know how to sleep without you. I do not know the taste of food without you. I do not know the feeling of happiness or sadness. I do not feel anymore without you. I do not know the essence of me. I do not know how to smile or cry. View my complete profile.
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My shade of vacuum: May 2011
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My shade of vacuum. Wednesday, 18 May 2011. I do not know. I do not know how you wake up everyday. I do not know how you make it through the day. I do not know if this pain will ever recede. I do not know if this all that is left to grieve. I do not know how to sleep without you. I do not know the taste of food without you. I do not know the feeling of happiness or sadness. I do not feel anymore without you. I do not know the essence of me. I do not know how to smile or cry. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom).
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My shade of vacuum: July 2010
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My shade of vacuum. Wednesday, 7 July 2010. You are my body, my soul, my spirit within. I know that me because of you. You are the beginning of everything sweet and lasting. If I had all the treasures of this world. It would still not suffice my endless need for you. You see me like the north star, shining just for you. I shine in your gaze, I sing along your praise. You make the world my palace of love and joy. I want a picture of forever and you give me that too. Aren't you awesome, super, inexplicable?
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My shade of vacuum: November 2011
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My shade of vacuum. Saturday, 26 November 2011. Why do all good things come to an end? Traveling I always stop at exits. Wondering if I'll stay. Living this way I stress less. I want to pull away when the dream dies. The pain sets it and I don't cry. I only feel gravity and I wonder why. Why do all good things come to an end? Why do all good things come to an end? Dogs were whistling a new tune. Barking at the new moon. Hoping it would come soon. So that they could die. Die, die, die. War of the Worlds.
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My shade of vacuum: September 2010
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My shade of vacuum. Monday, 13 September 2010. I want you, I need you. Now, not tomorrow. Shivers run down my spine. In my shadow I disappear. Hold me, stronger than the smell of roses. Feel me, like the water flowing through your fingers. See me, like you see you. Love me, like the embrace forever. Pain is but a sweet agony. For with it comes sweeter endings. Sifting through walls in dreams. I know nothing but the memory of you. I will wait, wait till you come by. Wait till love sees a way out.
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My shade of vacuum: Why moving on is the end...
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My shade of vacuum. Sunday, 4 March 2012. Why moving on is the end. Does it really matter now that you're gone? That your memory still haunts the road and the cars and the gardens. The wind chokes my breath. I know that life is here with you but I must go. Or she will die. She is too young to know love, hate or abandonment. She will know why you chose to do it. What is her fault? None I am the reason she is here. Her future rests in my hands. What if it is too late? What if I am not there?
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My shade of vacuum: November 2010
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My shade of vacuum. Thursday, 18 November 2010. Sing along your way. I think everybody must have their “FREEDOM” song to listen to once in a while. That one number that makes you feel you can conquer the world, that nothing really matters except that your happiness and presence in that moment. Today, I found my 100. Song that makes me feel happy, and it is all over Facebook and where not! Rihanna’s Only Girl in the World. Reminds me of my teen years, all that’s so good and not so good-but it was me.
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My shade of vacuum: You to me
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My shade of vacuum. Monday, 18 April 2011. You're the other side of the world to me. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile. Some enchanted evening- by Perry Como. Notes to a friend going to meet my love. OSCARS 2016: WHO SHOULD WIN – PICTURE AND ACTING PERFORMANCES. Every girl ought to come this way! War of the Worlds. As it rained again today………. Medicine to decrease mans desire for sex with other women. Travel template. Powered by Blogger.
