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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required An unexplored Adventure !!! I know what will be !!! There is an emptiness, creating – depression – a hole that a deep sadness fills – thoughts of it, take their toll on an alone heart that seeks a destiny with so much more. The choices one makes, become the hands that close a door on all that hope was crafting of - those elusive, sublime dreams. All that is, all that is felt, all that one sees, all that could be, it seems, comes down to sadness, emptiness, heartache guided by the hand of fate. Fate guides these words - these feelings, the voices of the gods do state, that it will be the courses upon oceans, seas and all the rivers of life. And so, as end days near, what will prevail will be blinded strife who’s tears cut deep into the heart, like a surgeons, keen knife, removing emotions, feelings, memories, and without a notion as to why ?, things are in a void, at a standstill, no motion left to carry forward, give one hope, give one a reason from one loved- in the game of love – in this season ? I feel like a dissipating, fading, disappearing man. Becoming invisible as my departing hour – soon at hand – will open a door through which – as swift and sure as it can – all I sought will run to another, and there, alone, will I stand, once again, with heart in hand, without hope, the dream is dead and only photos, experiences, memories, heartache to fill my head. I will always remember the joys, the pleasures. and all that was good, All the walks, the talks, the adventures, all the pain, where we once stood in the silhouette of the others shadow, the others glow, what we came to know of the secrets that make up you and make up me, secrets that seldom show their veiled faces to ourselves, yet we have told the other some truths as we have come to see them, having been born in our youth. Where has she gone ?, her beauty I have touched twice. I have to say, if I could every day, how nice. I will – my Dear – cherish every tender morsel !, until the end. I will – my Dear – always be ( if nothing else ) your forever friend. B. J. “A” 2 July 15th 2007
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