It was dedicated to Heath Ledger, a year after he died...
I was actually crying while typing this and trying to finish it before the day ended here in my time zone, so it is straight from my emotions...
I didn't want to put on the actual post that it was about him, because I thought it was better if it had no explanation marking it up around the actual poetry.
Hahah, no, don't thank me--it was good. And it's perfectly understandable, too. Sometimes certain people escalated into fame can still feel like they're a friend from next door, you know? That's the best thing about it--and yet still the worst.
Yes, that's it exactly! I don't know why, but I always felt a connection between Heath and myself, even though we never met or anything like that. I don't know... I believe in reincarnation, so maybe in a past life we met. I do a lot of poetry by the way, so hopefully this won't be the last I put up on here. Thanks again, just because...
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-frown.- If you don't mind me asking, that is.
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I was actually crying while typing this and trying to finish it before the day ended here in my time zone, so it is straight from my emotions...
I didn't want to put on the actual post that it was about him, because I thought it was better if it had no explanation marking it up around the actual poetry.
I wasn't even expecting anyone to reply! Thanks
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I believe in reincarnation, so maybe in a past life we met.
I do a lot of poetry by the way, so hopefully this won't be the last I put up on here. Thanks again, just because...
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