In the thick of it.

Aug 27, 2008 04:26

The time of night where nothing moves.
Dark inky black essance of precipitation hanging thick in the air.
Pressure and pain surrounds the uncertinity of expectations.
Assignments in the persuit of a liberating education.
Deep senese of personal resposiblity to communicating.
Angst and indetermination lay beside my sword.
Suffering and sleepless tormentation.
Where art thou my love, too fall into thine arms.
For peace be given to my restless soul.
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