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can words express feelings? i mean seriously letters placed in specific order cannot i repeat cannot define the full meaning of a/the feeling(s). its practically impossible to say, im sad, happy, hurt, i mean yeah they are the best we can do, but why can we not fully express ourselfs and fufill our communication errors between one another. it would be so much more of a help in the lives of us and our loved ones, i believe. but yeah think about that, and think about this...
walking, down the bikepath, look to my left.. a house, it was a house, a home, it seems dark, dank and shallow now, there is no life there, tho people live there, there is no life. Its gone, it disappered one sad day, one miserable day, just when you thought that you couldnt go on, and it disappered. Yeah, that house is shallow, dank, dark, empty. Yeah, that house is a heart, that use to beat, when the ventricals ran strong supplies of blood throught its body, now..the heart is dead, deceased, gone, vanished. I saw the home at church one day.. yet it still wasnt a home, it wasnt welcoming anyone in, it wasnt greeting you with that homey feeling, it was silent, calm, disturbing. walking down the bikepath, look to my left.. nothing, it was something, now its nothing. a missing something. something that ran away, with a rope, and blades, and grades, and feelings. something that ran away. I miss it, i know alot of people do. it happend it seems like yesterday. it happend it seems like a lifetime ago. take it away. take it away. walking, down the bikepath, look to my left, heading twards the pond and creek, theres that smile.. oh how i miss that smile.
Angela Rae Hock
89-05
walking, down the bikepath, look to my left.. a house, it was a house, a home, it seems dark, dank and shallow now, there is no life there, tho people live there, there is no life. Its gone, it disappered one sad day, one miserable day, just when you thought that you couldnt go on, and it disappered. Yeah, that house is shallow, dank, dark, empty. Yeah, that house is a heart, that use to beat, when the ventricals ran strong supplies of blood throught its body, now..the heart is dead, deceased, gone, vanished. I saw the home at church one day.. yet it still wasnt a home, it wasnt welcoming anyone in, it wasnt greeting you with that homey feeling, it was silent, calm, disturbing. walking down the bikepath, look to my left.. nothing, it was something, now its nothing. a missing something. something that ran away, with a rope, and blades, and grades, and feelings. something that ran away. I miss it, i know alot of people do. it happend it seems like yesterday. it happend it seems like a lifetime ago. take it away. take it away. walking, down the bikepath, look to my left, heading twards the pond and creek, theres that smile.. oh how i miss that smile.
Angela Rae Hock
89-05