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Feb 12, 2006 at 4:36pm
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Hello, Darkness. Hello, Darkness. My old friend has brought me here to you, again. Night of my soul claims my daylight hours. Not even moon light enters now. Hello, Darkness. My old friend left me here with you, for only you will reach inside, fill my lonely hours. Your emptiness, all I have now. Hello, Darkness. My old friend knows you will give me answers to my questions asked in my pain filled hours. I need to know. Please, tell me. Now. Hello, Darkness. My old friend has lied again. There are no answers. Inside this hollow core pass the hours. If breathing stops is there peace, now? I welcome any comments about how I might improve this. "Invalid Item" by A Guest Visitor I did have one insight dawn on me as I wrote it. Hopefully, my rewrite (when I get to it) will reflect that. ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** Everything hangs on words, including ourselves. Often we only learn what we think -- and who we are -- when we write. -- Roger Rosenblatt, Family University Professor in Writing |