silent tears that slip away
a fleeting kiss
to capture soul
and say goodbye.
whispers of beauty lost
slide to the ground and disappear
a full heart empties
another tear
another day
another love gone by.
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I know... I know. Where are the Conan antics? The everyday amusements of life in a college dorm? The lengthy conservative rants... what has happened to my little alterna-world?
Everyone, everything, The very air around me lately is gloomy, angry, depressed... I'm just a mirror, and this diary is just a reflection of my terrorism-laden environment.
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