Bits & Pieces

if only there was a
verse i could
write which
did not defeat
my purpose

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I think there's something to do with the extent of sadness you feel and the relief you derive from it. There’s nothing that can counter it.

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there was once a
boy who wanted love
but, you see,
he wanted a love
that actually spelt a
suffocated togetherness

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I wonder if he noticed how much I don't need him.

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you don't have to
actually say it
i can pick up what you
are saying
just by
how you are saying it

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I've somehow never tired of saying my thanks. I am always humbled by the number of friends I do have. They have given friendship the meaning I had been looking for everywhere. Now I know where to look.

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it is when you experience
innocence
that your heart bleeds
and you feel a maddening
rush of things

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I see so many dogs each day. I see big dogs, small dogs, calm dogs, frisky dogs, cute ones and not so cute ones. And in some, I see Bosco. I can imagine him getting excited, I can imagine that look in his eyes when he's around me. It is then that my heart melts and my eyes well up. I always knew I'd miss him. He taught me what love is - not the many men who came and went. This animal that is my life. This animal who is my everything. And I will kill anyone who says or does anything bad to him. You hear me?

*grin*