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Sunday, March 02, 2008

being alive or living your life
its all in how you mix the two
and it starts just where the light exists
its a feeling that you cannot miss

and it burns a hole through everyone who feels it

midnight twilight bathe in gold
the warmth we cannot shy away from
and have long not been overwhelmed
by how amazing it feels just to live again

and it burns a hole through everyone who feels it

the twelve qualities of heart pain: sharp, stabbing, aching, gnawing, piercing, shooting, throbbing, dull, splitting, cramping, heavy, numb...

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