Apr 12, 2007 22:33
Those fair - fictitious People -
The Women - plucked away
From our familiar Lifetime -
The Men of Ivory -
Those Boys and Girls, in Canvas -
Who stay upon the Wall
In Everlasting Keepsake -
Can Anybody tell?
We trust - in places perfecter -
Inheriting Delight
Beyond our faint Conjecture -
Our dizzy Estimate -
Remembering ourselves, we trust -
Yet Blesseder - than We -
Through Knowing - where We only hope -
Receiving - where we - pray -
Of Expectation - also -
Anticipating us
With transport, that would be a pain
Except for Holiness -
Esteeming us - as Exile -
Themself - admitted Home -
Through easy Miracle of Death -
The Way ourself, must come -
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i really miss LJ...
my life right now is such a blur, and i dont know what to think of it. im enjoying it as it flows, but when i think back on things its just like, i dont know. i always wondered what would have happend if i just stayed in, did my homework, have ONE best friend. but then i think, and i feel bad for people like that, theyre missing out on having good times with the "best part of your life". but then i think, and im like hey, theyre going to be one sucessful son of a bitch, and probably my boss one day.