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no pushing


push
push
push
breathe
no pushing
resistance gone
like our french fries in the car on the way home

finally
a life less ordinary
hers and real and...
awake

saying goodbye to the life I knew

loneliness in the face of uninspired love
obscurity within dissatisfied popularity

goodbye...
"I waved so hard
I broke my wrist"

thank you
Blue

Author notes

the line "I waved so hard I broke my wrist" is from a Hawksley Workman song.  Enjoy.
Written September 16th, 2003

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  • Torn Aura
    September 23, 2003
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    :huge hugs:

    Just so you know, I'm glad you're here at AP - writing helped me through some wierd times, and it's great that it helps you, too.

    You're a wonderful, powerful writer and you deserve the happiness you've found.

    You go, girl! Er...boy...er...Brandon.
    Yep.

  • drowningophelia
    September 22, 2003
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    this is really good, bran. your usual style but happy. I hope it stays that way.

    "like our french fries in the car on the way home"
    that's my favorite line.

    ophelia