Monday, October 08, 2007

It does not all come in a shotglass

I have returned
I am swimming through the thunder

I call him to come and play
with my habits of drama

Dread shall fill and has
the hearts of those who leave
and then return

You left because there was
You have returned because there is

but what was is until there is
that which you will stay

was painful but will not
until it is and then you


must dare to Live.

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