Footprints wet with sand
I write my heart on his hand.
Coping with the loss.
Footprints wet with sand
I write my heart on his hand.
Coping with the loss.
"You have enemies? Good. That means you’ve stood up for something, sometime in your life."
To go wrong in one's own way is better than to go right in someone else's" - Dostoevksy
Coping with the loss,
I find a way to survive,
More than that - to live!
"It's so mysterious, the land of tears."
Chapter 7, The Little Prince ~ Antoine de Saint-Exupéry
Hi Lain, & unfortunately - bye - I am going to bed! It is after 2AM here and I am tired out. Hope I see you around tomorrow. I have missed you....J
Chapter 7, The Little Prince ~ Antoine de Saint-Exupéry
Awww.. I have missed you too, Janine! Our Internet is still out and I'm just here at a computer cafe. I can't even access all websites.I hope to be back by tomorrow.
"You have enemies? Good. That means you’ve stood up for something, sometime in your life."
To go wrong in one's own way is better than to go right in someone else's" - Dostoevksy
More than that - to live!
That is when gambling and I
fell madly in love
Lain, I can only stay a minute to answer what you have written. Now it is 4:00Am...I have been reading, but now I was falling asleep. So glad to hear you missed me, too. It has seemed really empty and quiet on this site the past week. As for the internet services, I had the same problem here the other day that you are having....strange. I had to go to my library, which has computers; thank heaven for that! I could not get my emails to function and then Lit Net stopped working for me correctly. Wonder what is going on with the net these days? Have to go to bed now for certain. Talk to you tomorrow hopefully. Hope your service is fully restored soon..... Janine
Chapter 7, The Little Prince ~ Antoine de Saint-Exupéry
Fell madly in love
with a man who couldn't return
his heart to me.
Chapter 7, The Little Prince ~ Antoine de Saint-Exupéry
Janie, it was between #6902 qne #6903. The next poster didn't follow Wiff's last line, and broke the chain. Brainstrain went back and fixed it. Pen.
his heart to me,
he freely said he would give—
with no strings attached
Some of us laugh
Some of us cry
Some of us smoke
Some of us lie
But it's all just the way
that we cope with our lives...
with no strings attached
we depart to that grey land
to be lost in thought
to be lost in thought
tangled in the tips of trees
like broken kite strings
"Don't matter who they are, anybody sets foot in this house, they are company and don't let me catch you remarking on their ways like you were so high and mighty."
Like broken kite strings
shattered dreams fly towards the stars
searching for a home
"...thought is the arrow of time, memory never fades."
Searching for a home
Refugees lurk in hotels
Avoiding police.
Voices mysterious far and near,
Sound of the wind and sound of the sea,
Are calling and whispering in my ear,
Whifflingpin! Why stayest thou here?
avoiding police
their shifty eyed glare of hate
brings crime from shadow
Brings crime from shadow
I swear I didn't do it!
Flashlight in your eyes
((It's been too long....:zombie:)
Flashlight in your eyes,
You thank all your supporters.
The great prize is yours
Voices mysterious far and near,
Sound of the wind and sound of the sea,
Are calling and whispering in my ear,
Whifflingpin! Why stayest thou here?
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