Breathing slowly, gently, quietly,
Poisonous fumes engulf familiarity.
Exhaustion comes in waves and washes over me.
Yet somewhere...
The sun is setting,
The birds are chirping,
And you, are listening.
-Krystal
Author notes
I'm not sure where I was going with this piece, it just kind of came out in a time of depression...
Written September 1st, 2004
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This is thinking outside the square you live in. If there is one thing i have learnt bear with the mundane experience for somewhere else in the world is amazement and you must work towards getting yourself there lol. If thats not what you are getting at well thats my interpretation anyhowz. Good work,
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Wow, this is really heartfelt, yet at the same time, incredibly distant. You have a powerful gift to make your work short and sweet, but still make a very deep impression on the reader.
~Liadan -
I have felt the same way many times before. I love this write! And I saw your author page...I will keep you in my prayers
I don't know you, but it sounds like you might need a hug. Here's another one lol.
Be blessed~
-sydni
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I have felt the same way. I am going through so much lately, I am stuck in dark writes. But I guess, once in the dark, there is only one way to go, and that is to the light. Interesting write.
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