foxinsnow's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Sand sitting here peacefully alone, at last on Christmas Day Eve and my thoughts turn to you and how we gradually shut each other out and gradually fell apart love always feels real until it ends and the harsh light of day reveals the flaws hid by romantic moonlit shadows I want to kill you I want to hate you I want to forget you I want to love you again but mostly I want to forget you forget that you were a stone that I caressed over and over like clear water hoping you would emerge a jewel but you just sunk deeper and deeper into the sand 3:42 p.m. - 2003-12-26 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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