I like to think that you've neglected me
Have completely forgotten about me
And my heart aches a bit
Everytime I realize that you haven't
You ensure I am safe
You make sure I am around
You need to know that I am
living, breathing, being
And because of that
I've never been stolen
I've never been miss used
and come spring
I will be free from
the snow
and open to
everything
3 comments:
hello penny lane!!! :) nice to find you here!! that was a wonderful read. beautiful photo! i can sincerely say that i was almost on the verge of tears. that's what happens when you suffer from bouts of hypersensitivity and insomnia. :p *sigh*
Greg! Thank you so much for the kind words!
And I know all about insomnia.. good lord :)
*hee-hee*
mmmmm.. insomnia... yummy stuff eh? lol... am i saying that it is tasty to me? a guilty pleasure of sorts maybe? an undeniable urge to live like a vampire??!!??!! wtf am i yappin'bout?? lol...
too much rum and 5 alive in me at the moment. i'm a weebit proud of that fact. it's the most excitement i've had all week!! *sigh* so sad... oh so sad. lol...
enough laughing out loud already for fucks sake gawd!!! augh...
*sigh* and sighing too damn it!!! *gawd* gawd as well.
okay, so uh, in response to your comment on my blog... yes, there is a 'theme' very much so. not intended, it just sorta happened. out of control in a hairy way. that was almost funny. pun intended. hairy! *ha-ha*
nite-nite dear penny lane... nite-nite...
go :)
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