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grieving
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lovers lament
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for my father. rest in peace, although there was no such thing when you were alive
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001122
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Rhin
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how long will it last? when will that day come, when i will only look back, at what you were, and who you were, and only think of the good things? the events of your last day, continue to play, in detail, in my mind, every day. when will that time come, when a smile lights my face, as i think of you?
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Or Should I Change?
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It makes a life sad to have never grieved and to have never had anything to grieve over. I wish I wasn't alone
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060815
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sab
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takes such a long time
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070211
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daf
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For the grieving and those who have passed on: The All does not dispose of that which is of value. They will be back. You will play together again. Different outfit. Different dance. Same laughter.
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arwyn
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never really stops the capacity for pain just increases until the day comes where the hole left feels small and dull it comes in waves large at first crashing relentlessly eventually it laps Gently. it never stops
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180925
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what's it to you?
who
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blather
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