The Journal of Anne Di Baguette|
08/09/2012 09:20 p.m.
I tire of this dream named life - weary of running slow motion - of living in circles. My head rings with the silent screaming of hidden selves, missing each other, searching dark places and longing for light. Wishing to un-do the undone, to be - for even one instant - the being I have always been
yet never seen.
I am currently Disillusioned
what's old become new.
02/10/2011 08:51 p.m.
I guess, since it's obvious that I will never pen again,
I will just dig out my old poetry and post it.
Perhaps there is a lesson here. Somewhere.
I miss you.
11/07/2010 03:45 a.m.
Oh but I do hope to write again...
I am currently Reflective
Stir the pot
05/27/2010 07:09 a.m.
I am currently Restless
08/12/2009 07:55 a.m.
just a feeling
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