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You know, I barely remember writing that poem.
It came from such a deep hurt and frustration (what I told you about earlier...remember?) with the whole situation. I felt like it was a plea to please let me breathe because I can't now, like this. The meaning I felt at the time shows up differently to everyone, that's poetry for ya, but it came from a very primal spot inside me. Pain does enrich us, it's true. But this is one of those fast forward moments where you want to get to the part where you are enriched and you already know what happens! I guess in the meantime, I accept what is, appreciate what was, and give myself credit for loving profoundly. Not everyone can, so I consider it a gift. Thank you, lovely girl, for your words and feelings beneath them. Much love.
posted by
Temple
on June 23, 2004 at 1:26 AM
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Beautiful, heart-rending poetry that speaks of life and loss so well ...
but oh how I wish for you that you had not experienced the kind of pain that drew it forth. At the same time, I look at you and realise that today and even more so one day, when healing soothes your soul, that this pain too will only enrich the beautiful person that you are ... a person that deserves a mask-free love, full of clear open emotion and connection. My heart is with you and I wish you the very best and dearest of dreams come true
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posted by
Moohahaha
on June 23, 2004 at 12:11 AM
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