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I look around
at all the lost ones
and I wonder if I
am like they are.

I find fleeting bits
of happiness
that only last until
I get bored or discouraged.

My current life
is just a distraction.
And when the novelty wears off,
I wind up lonely at the end of the day.

There came a moment
when I started to enjoy
some small part of it,
started to feel like I belonged.

But by then it was too late
because I had already decided
I was leaving it all
behind.
©2004-2009 ~lunacirce
:iconlunacirce:

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:iconfrankienexus:
when i read this i kept thinking of a slow sad dance.
i hope that u feel again that here amongst us artists you find moments enough
to enjoy and stay a while and dance with us

frankie

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I love your comments and your textures
:iconlunacirce:
I hope you didn't think this was a suicide poem. haha. it was more like a...I'm packing my shit and "getting the hell out of dodge" poem...and realizing after the fact that there are some things I will probably miss about living here...not many, but a few.
:iconfrankienexus:
lol ok, well it could be taken the that way,(i by far like your interpretation much better:) )

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I love your comments and your textures

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