sometimes the special dietry option on a flight is not the best option.
sometimes the special dietry option on a flight is not the best option.
"Come away O human child!To the waters of the wild, With a faery hand in hand, For the worlds more full of weeping than you can understand."
W.B.Yeats
"If it looks like a Dwarf and smells like a Dwarf, then it's probably a Dwarf (or a latrine wearing dungarees)"
Artemins Fowl and the Lost Colony by Eoin Colfer
my poems-please comment Forum Rules
Sometimes your mind goes blank and all you feel or see is a void stretched across the horizon. It doesn't make any sense. And then you're back to your usual self, feeling empty and scared of the nothingness around you and within. Numb, quiet, uneasy and looking for a drink, some music, the beauty of written word -- an escape from the lightness. You want to feel something under your feet. Anything. You want to believe it's a dream.
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Wow, very poetic.Originally Posted by Satan
I'm sat on the edge of an explosive cliff, randomly
What are regrets? Just lessons we haven't learned yet - Beth Orton
Is there any other way to sit?
Why, thanks! I was expecting comments like "how depressing!", though.Wow, very poetic.
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Poor Satan, he is depressed... Ironic ha?Why, thanks! I was expecting comments like "how depressing!", though.
It's you, lady, and other good souls here. Depressing it is!
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Oh, poor dear... HereIt's you, lady, and other good souls here. Depressing it is!
All better.
Aww, thanks! :P
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Sometimes you lose the desire to live anymore.. you lose your fighting spirit for life . That's when you just wake up in the morning for the sake of moving on !
"He is asleep. Though his mettle was sorely tried,
He lived, and when he lost his angel, died.
It happened calmly, on its own,
The way the night comes when day is done."
Agreed.
I did the survey. I didn't like it.
For I have known them all already, known them all:
Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons,
I have measured out my life with coffee spoons;
I know the voices dying with a dying fall
Beneath the music from a farther room.
So how should I presume?Eliot
Hmmm. Not happy!
Pending work.
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