~AshesOFSanguine
Alex Richards
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A worthless battleI live to feel. To feel anything. Sadness and joy and longing for a world were my dreams can't match reality. I live for the rain, which always seems to match what I am, what I feel and think and breathe and know.A worthless battle
Let me go ... Let go of me ...
Warrior am I, battling years of regret and repression. Can't live with this body chained to walls erected with all the sweet lies hidden behind every honest word escaping my lips. Tear up this letter, it's this insanity that kills me. It's like a fire scorching my skin and a blade coldly cutting deep into a hear
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The letter never writtenAlways so lost without your gentle hand touching my cheek, with your smile edged into my need of you. Why?! Why did you die?! How could you leave me just as my heart was yours?! I can't get over you and it's tearing me apart, my tears drowning in your memory. I promise I tried, I tried to break free of you. The wind keeps tugging, pulling and pushing me back to a past with you. Falling to my knees, defeated and lost ... Why so selfish, living without you is worse than I ever could imagine. No one can make me smile any more, it's like a frail mask I put on, hiding lips turned to dust. Still I goThe letter never written
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Alex
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When enthusiasm is driven by confidence any goal can be attained
-Robert E. Regent
It is however my great pleasure. You have lovely photographs.
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When the room chills and showers decent from the heavens painting with colours of cold white wetness.
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There are no victories in all our histories without love
Oh and you're more than welcome to come by anytime.
Also, you have stunning photos and it really is a great pleasure viewing them.
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When the room chills and showers decent from the heavens painting with colours of cold white wetness.
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There are no victories in all our histories without love
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When the room chills and showers decent from the heavens painting with colours of cold white wetness.
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For H.
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When the room chills and showers decent from the heavens painting with colours of cold white wetness.
Have a nice week!
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There are no victories in all our histories without love
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When the room chills and showers decent from the heavens painting with colours of cold white wetness.
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