A bit early but hehe i will never get 06 christmas back
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Butterfly Etching - September 2007
Confused friend
Confused friends
You have made me question what an actual friend is over this past week. I am confused at your shallowness at times. I am not used to the value of a friend being based on their ability to help you avoid your battles.
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You have made me question what an actual friend is over this past week. I am confused at your shallowness at times. I am not used to the value of a friend being based on their ability to help you avoid your battles.
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Peace 2
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When peace was granted a decree.We all rejoiced that the fighting between the tribes would end and people would laugh again.But who could bring back the dead?Last night my sister came back.It was like old times.We talked for hours on end she listened to me intently with her ear twitching at every juicy piece of gossip.I was filled with joy I could be happy again breathe easy for the pain hadn’t found its destination or target.Emily held my trembling hand as I crossed the calm river.Just like old times.Emilys shrill laughter echoed through out the makeshift hut, and her big personality boomed through every crack in wall.She fell asleep in my arms her gentle breathing matched the beating of my pleased heart and her smooth skin brushed against my own.My eyes glittered Emily was safe in my arms and I felt completely whole with her here with me.It was fantastic to have time with her again.The never ending spiralling emptiness had paused and for once I felt like a person again.
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When peace was granted a decree.We all rejoiced that the fighting between the tribes would end and people would laugh again.But who could bring back the dead?Last night my sister came back.It was like old times.We talked for hours on end she listened to me intently with her ear twitching at every juicy piece of gossip.I was filled with joy I could be happy again breathe easy for the pain hadn’t found its destination or target.Emily held my trembling hand as I crossed the calm river.Just like old times.Emilys shrill laughter echoed through out the makeshift hut, and her big personality boomed through every crack in wall.She fell asleep in my arms her gentle breathing matched the beating of my pleased heart and her smooth skin brushed against my own.My eyes glittered Emily was safe in my arms and I felt completely whole with her here with me.It was fantastic to have time with her again.The never ending spiralling emptiness had paused and for once I felt like a person again.
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Peace
There came a day when the powers of war were balanced by those of peace.An equilibrium was reached, but fortunately this was disrupted and outweighed by peace.
I had long desired to see this day before I died when the soldiers would call a ceasefire in Israel.The day when the rapid machine gun fire would be the only thing that died.The day when the Palestinians and Israelites embraced each other in non-begrudging arms. The day when soldiers shook each others murderous war torn hands[ Click here to read more ]
I had long desired to see this day before I died when the soldiers would call a ceasefire in Israel.The day when the rapid machine gun fire would be the only thing that died.The day when the Palestinians and Israelites embraced each other in non-begrudging arms. The day when soldiers shook each others murderous war torn hands
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Promise
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PromiseWrapped in your honour specially delivered to my door.
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Brand New
Brand New
I walk down the street on my lonesome a little lost without you[ Click here to read more ]
I walk down the street on my lonesome a little lost without you
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Footprints
Foot prints
A gentle imprint on a trusting heart
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A gentle imprint on a trusting heart
A journey through life in your eyes
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Keeping it plain and simple
Keeping it plain and simple
When the troubled soul of a simple girl enters the presence of a humble man[ Click here to read more ]
When the troubled soul of a simple girl enters the presence of a humble man
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Complex Betrayal
Shrouded in anger she ran across the river, thrashing at every small stone and pebble in her sight. Her hair crashed against the wind with fury , her body tailored to this height of agility lightly swayed with her mood. Her fingers were frozen and numb, her eyes unrecognisable , they burnt with new incense. Mystery, fury,rage and betrayal were the culprits but how could so many things be enthralled in one moments, you would care to ask. It is hard to explain even hard to describe , as I look back now watching myself now in the future as I was just days ago.
Betrayal, it means so many things to different people, some people consider the height of betrayal as their friend going shopping without them how trivial. I mean how trivial the pursuit of an emotion which is truly heart breaking?
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Betrayal, it means so many things to different people, some people consider the height of betrayal as their friend going shopping without them how trivial. I mean how trivial the pursuit of an emotion which is truly heart breaking?
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Dreams - A little girls perspective
Dreams
Something tapped you one day and ignited something you couldn’t shake off. It wrestled with you till the idea remained in your head. Since that day you have carried it around. It is the second thought after you wake up and the second last before you sleep, after every initial breath your dream follows.
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Something tapped you one day and ignited something you couldn’t shake off. It wrestled with you till the idea remained in your head. Since that day you have carried it around. It is the second thought after you wake up and the second last before you sleep, after every initial breath your dream follows.
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