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Sat 19 Mar, 2005 09:50 pm
Empty spaces and void,
were all for me to see.
Nothing was how
it was meant to be.
In thunders and storms,
there were silences.
In peace and quiet,
there were noises.
Faces frolicked when
none were around.
Voices were heard
when there was no sound.
They called me insane
and put me behind bars,
burdening my body
with many a scars.
I bore the pain
without a word,
in the hope that some day,
you would change my world.
But you weren't there
ever for me.
Insane indeed was I
to wait for thee.
Pretty cool! Don't really know what all to say, but thanks for posting....please post some more!
When some force of love takes inanimate molecules
and creates a living being from them,
against so many odds,
within such vast reaches of dead space,
we SHOULD call those molecules insane.
How dare they live? How outrageous that
they should reproduce! How amazing and ridiculous
that they should have thoughts, experiences,
and the "will to live".
A few mere molecules,
loving
and living,
and continuing on,
absolutely YES . . .
That is the height of insanity,
and the ecstacy of being!
THANK YOU so much for writing.... :-)
Hmm i like both but i definitely prefer the first - it's more my kinda "thing" xx
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