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BlackEmpress
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| Take time to know real love |
| Mood: | depressive |
| Type: | Diary entry |
| Added: | October 17th 2004, 11:01:07 |
| Visits: | 1303 |
| Rating: | Not rated yet. |
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Description:
DISCLAIMER: well this is not mine, and I don't intend to own it. I also got this from a friend and I really liked it so.... I posted it here in PHQ. I hope you like it, as much as i did. |
Once upon a tym there was an island wer ol
feelings lived. Sadness, happiness, knowledge
and ol ader feelings include love.
1 day it was announced to the feeling that the
island will sink so they prepared boats and left.
Love is the only 1 left.
But when d love is almost sinking. love decided
to
ask help.
Love: help me? Help me! Who can help me?
Love saw richness in a balloon
Love: richness can u take me wid u?
Richness: No. coz there a lot of gold in my
balloon.
There no space 4 u. $$
Love saw sadness in a boat
Love: sadness let me go wid u??
Sadness: Oh.. Love i'm sad I prefer 2 be alone..
Love saw happiness in a plane
Love: happiness, help me, help me..
Happiness was saw hapi nd did not listen wen
love called him.
Wen love almost give up asking help.
Suddenly der was a voice.
Voice: Love com I will take u?
The 1 hu help love is an elder. Love become very
hapi nd 4got 2 ask elders name.
When dey arrived in a dry land. The elder went
on
his own way.
Love ask knowledge anoder elder the name of the
elder hu help him.
Knowledge: His name is TIME.
Love: But y did she help me.
Knowledge: because time s the onli one capable
of understanding great love is..
Love: oh....
"take tym 2 know real love is"
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Legion
October 17th 2004, 12:04:12
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"I wear this crown of thorns, upon my liar's chair, full of broken thoughts, that I cannot repair, beneath the stains of time, the feelings disappear, you are someone else, I am still right here." Sometimes...just sometimes we begin to misunderstand what we feel...things happen...full of sorrow and shame...and we tend to forget how much of a happy feeling love can be...such a powerful feeling is both a weapon and a blessing...if used correctly bliss happens, when it turns wrong...all bets are off...they can take it all away and have no time to grieve...
Such a poem hails the idea that time heals all sorrows as we begin to understand ourselves and our surroundings...I only pray that it is right...or I'm screwed.
Legion |
TheAwake
October 17th 2004, 13:34:21
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| YAY SCREWED! Was the 1337 speak used as I stylistic device? I hope so, because I think otherwise it would kinda ruin the story... |
DarkEnchantress
October 18th 2004, 08:49:07
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Oh I'm sorry TheAwake ^-^
next time I'll try not to use that style, thanks for reminding...^-^ |
TheAwake
October 18th 2004, 14:20:42
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no problemo  |
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