Friday, February 27, 2004

my icy hands are no match for my heart


i awoke to the hard drops of water outside my window. afraid that my room would become a flood area, i lifted up my shades. and my sleep-stained eyes witnessed a beauty never before experienced or thought of. the unbearable ominous clouds bathed the sky i saw, however, the sun, from behind me, shone down like a spotlight following an actor. the world was so beautiful within those seconds. i quickly dropped the shades, as there were no troubles with my window, and went back to sleep. yet, a serenity filled my body as a drifted away to a place of quiet solitude.

and once it has begun, dont stop until its done

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