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a thought on my pillow

Angelight

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so i layed down one night and thought about my life ...again.
I used to hate these nights, now something is worthy of them, something is remarkable.
So i crossed a memory or two, one good, 2 bad, and i thought about it, and i cried, i wept, i smiled.
So i let it live in me, and i let it all burn down, and i hid it away, and i let myself breathe again.
I have this sudden jolt in me, one that i never had before, and why was it hiding in me so long. No one can ever answer that...not even the memories, not even my heart, not even my mother, not even a friend.
I wondered where i was going with this thought...and i could never find a finish...but that night i did...tonight i did.
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"Try my exctasy... :)"
 
good and bad memories pass by like leaves in the wind. grab ahold before they pass by.
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_..just close your eyes and we can walk across the sky..__
 
Angel, sweetie,
I had a few thoughts as I read this beautiful piece....
If we never knew adversity or lonliness in our lives, how could we appreciate the victories and love of friends and family? This is life's paradox. Unfortunately, sometimes we must get soooo down in order to appreciate being sooo up. There are holes in all of us, and we spend much time trying to fill them. But for me, there are times when solitude and alone-time are a healthy, necessary evil...you know me just hanging out with me, reflecting...
If I'm way off base on this, just *smack* me.
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Your talent, as always, makes me think and brings a smile to my face.
Luvs,
Caress
 
The other night, I was thinking about a lot of my memories from this past year. Maybe it's just me, but it seems as though I continuously take time for granted. Certain memories will linger in my head for a brief moment or even days. You know...when you think about something good that happened in the past and you want to feel happy, because it was such a good memory, yet sad, because that moment in your life is over. I just don't realize how precious time can be until months later. I am always aware of how much fun I'm having, but I guess it's like that saying, "the grass is always greener on the other side." It seems as though I never appreciate the present, because I'm always wrapped up with the past. I want to kick myself for having this attitude.
 
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