tarkis's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- My undoing and she threw her soul out into the rain and wind and it battered it. and she searched for the remedy.. the cure.. to fix the tatteredness. she didn't think it was there. and she waited. It was such a long time.. too long, she thought. and the seasons changed and what was became what is and still she waited. and her soul felt thin and sad. and she looked to her soul for courage... that courage that comes from understanding. but her soul was tired... it had not played in such a long time. she had stopped that... they had stopped that. and she went out into the night, when all were sleeping.. she knew it would be safe then. and she danced... and the colors came and she twirled in their mist.. content. and she understood and was no longer sad.. just impatient. and today she is pulling away from us and I feel her getting stronger and with her strength .... my demise. Not yet... she's not that strong yet... it's that damn love... she feels it still. It will be my undoing.. 8:08 a.m. - 2003-09-05 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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