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There once was a soul that never knew how to think. Until he found a light...a light that he never knew...a light that showed him the way...the light that gave him a way. That light...brought him to the surface...it brought him to relize that...he was infact someone...that he had a reason to go on. That light...brought him to go even closer to the enlighten...For he had in fact...gone away from the enlighten...that light made him pray...made him think about both of them...he lvoed the enlighten...then he loved that light.He went for a walk...and that walk he thought about them both...on that walk he became somthing even more...he bacame a pesron that had a greater thought to life...a greater thought of everything..."from now on i will bless all who i see...i will bless those who dislike me...i will bless her...That one i think of...that one that i will always." He contunied to walk...on that walk he found out somthing so great...that he decided to never stop walking forward...for now on...he will be like a ghost...a ghost that will never bury a burden that will hold him back...all he can do is go forward...to the divine...i would like to think...that one soul found his peace with the world. -divine harmany of love-alberto- I understand why i hate...why i hate the thought...for i canot have you...this is why i hate...this is why i think...i have drop the towel...I have let go of my dream...i am done with the very thought of a goal. I feel like...Giving up everything now. I spent hours and hours thinking of you...And i know this...you never spent one minute on me...You forgot all that i did for you...now i lay here...on the patch of thorns. the cage beast that i held within is now loose...I cant stop...the beast destroys all i knew...destorys all but you...for my love for you is great...but is it strong enough? i cant stop...he is to strong..hes my mind...yet my heart says no...It yells from the darkness..."you love her!" and my mind says no...for she dones not love me...she never did...she never will..she was never....yours...you may thing that i loved her...but, in fact it was all a goal...the goal i gave in..the towel that i threw...its over i said...its over...i am gone...my physical of being is gone...by spirit is gone...my mind fades....me...i am gone...the beast has won...you have won...i never will dream of you...i will never spend a other minute on you...you were...you was the love of my love...but now all i can say...bless your soul...bless you for keeping me away...now i understand...i am nothing...i understand...that i was nothing...and forever will be that nothing...that emtpyness...the dark mirrior -faded dreams-alberto I thought...that the thought of your pain...would be very pactive upon me...but not as this...I feel like my heart has thousands of broken glass within it...I feel like...you might not be...for the pain is so great...I weep...Blindfully I wait...for you...For what happened to you...are you there? I Dont you want to feel that kind of pain. Never...I dont want you to feel like...falling...just falling from your sit...Falling onto the hard floor...I dont want to see your body ever touching that floor...I dont want...that to ever happen. I kneel upon your image...the image of you sitting...I place my head on your lap...and begin to say..."Dont go...Dont fall...its dark down here" I think...That when god says we are equal...we are...even if we are sinners...followers...all the same...he loves us for who we are...people that in fact are light...Your light...is what i need to go on...for my light...and i say this true...is gone...but your flame seems to keep me going...it keep's me from compleltly falling. I waant to express what i feel...but cannot...this in fact...is a thought without words...For you...I go here..for you...I will go here...I will go beyond the physical body...I will pray..For your happeness...even if you dont end up with me...remember...you are the mistress of thought...you are my mistress of thought...and nothing not even death can take that title away...you could see my grave and say "there lies soundless" I could go to your grave...and say "Sleep well my mistress of thought. I cry of the thought...of you not being with me...I see a imaage of a path...two of them really...one with you and me...the other not...one path seems the best right now...and that is you with me...I want that picture...that picture of you and me...together forever...never to let go..never to loose our grip...and its possible...for us...all we need is devotion...Mine is...my love for you. Once i use to think about you...i stoped many months ago...until now...I have never thought about you...but nowI have thought about you...only this once...and its this time...this is the time...This time i think about you...About how much you made me hurt...I have thought to myself...This love...for you was so pure...i hide it from you the best i could...But now...I speak...uneasyly...I thought about how...we could be...together...but i thought...its a false dream...a dream...that...is not...for i have found...the light...I have found this light...the one beside me...it shows me a way...away from you...I have been so speakless...You would not know that every little detail mattered. You were my spotlight...for a while...until i found that other light...yes...that other light that i think about now...that light...was a way to take me away from you...but now...I go back to the memorys of you...those memorys...helped me...but help me no more...for...you have your own...And I understand...These words are wordless...For i will never be ever with you...its our fate...she had made it this way...for a reason? I hope so...for...i dont want to go back...this...these words...are about you...who are you? only i will know...who am i? only you know...or you used to know...Your soul was true...but mine was never to be with your's. For...Fate had it a way...and now...I am stoping...stoping to breathe...to breathe one last time for you...and now...now...is for the one I love...for the love...that I love...may your soul rest peacefully in the dark...and may...your walk will be blessed...Bye... -Speakless- Wow...that is a lot of writing. These are more by meiryou na rikai frdee · Sat Dec 30, 2006 @ 11:49pm · 2 Comments


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Sun Dec 31, 2006 @ 01:15am

lol thats a lilttle of what he has written hehe I love his writting ! LOL heres the first ever to be written but that is when he did not have any skill...lol. If you could only understand this, each breath I take hurts. Each time I think of you my mind becomes consume…I don’t understand this…But I do…This pain teaches me. It teaches me that you hate me…that you will never ever like me…that you will never say…say what I long to hear…I don’t want your physical…I want what I see within those eyes…those eyes are what consumes…the spirit within it…I am just in love with what I cannot touch…that is what makes my feelings mystical. I love what is the untouchable…I love the beauty that will never become dull. I know that when we come into the world we come with nothing…So the same way I will go. I know that the physical will die within time. But…why can’t I reach what I long? Is it the purpose of God? Or is it that it’s the devils doing? How will we ever know who it was? Each time I think of you…I feel so close…so close of losing it…I writing about your omnipotent grace. You are omnipotent goddess. The goddess, which each time she speaks…her voice echoes in the pure emptiness. I lose what to say when I hear that voice…but how?...I have never heard your voice. I have never seen you. I have never been close…so who are you? Who am I? I don’t know who me is anymore…These words are not me…they are those demons that yell within me! They yell for freedom! For my very soul tortures them. When it should be the very way around, I torture them with the thought of you. My feelings for you, they are so powerful that evil cowards before them, so that the heavens don’t accept such love. As I dance in the darkness with no sound of an instrument, just the sound of my heart. Its beating…So hard… So loud…Beating a song within its very own beats…the song is for you…the song for the Goddess of the omnipotence emptiness… Alberto-Omnipotence of emptiness

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Sun Dec 31, 2006 @ 04:39pm

lol! That poem has skill! lol!

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