Everyday without you leaves me feeling dejected and dreary... For how long must I wait for that day that we’ll be together once more? Seems like Chronos is again, playing a sick antic upon me, moving sluggishly when we’re apart and in haste when you’re in my arms... Before long, I reckon... Good things come to those who wait... Missing the one I love...
posted by Carlo D.G. Biana at 2/24/2006 12:45:00 AM
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Death wish it may seem to be, but I’m willing to gamble… in this I might find what I’ve been searching for all this time… blitheness… Your concern is deeply appreciated and outmost recognized, I thank thee, blood brother… thy barb I’ll bear in thought… but my will, we should revere…
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