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*Dandelion* most precious, very special, greatly loved. How will I ever be able to say thank you, for this? Thank you It means more to me than I can ever express. I will always hold you in my heart. Thunder ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ untitled ******** By: Dandelion / Samantha (a very special, and gifted person). ************************************************************* As I lay under the big black sky, I hear the gentle voice of thunder. As the rain slowly starts to fall, I stare up at the sky and watch the lightning. The storm comes closer, right above me now, I watch, mesmerized, as thunder soothes my angry soul. As the storm starts to blow away, I sigh and a single tear drops from my eye. The soothing sounds of thunder, the gentleness of a storm, I will keep the words of wisdom, I will keep the quiet roars. I long for the days that bring thunder to me, I long for the nights that I hear her rumble. When there is no more thunder, and the skies are quiet, the memories will live on in my heart, mind and soul. Is there anyway to thank a gift of nature? Is there anyway to show how much I care? I silently wish for days of rain and storms, just so I can hear my mother speak once more. **** Untitled Sept. 16, 1997 *********************** walking alone down the dark road under the stars and the pale moonlight. looking for a friend or a place to call home trying to stop these tears that i cry. noone to love me and noone to hold me wishin someone would say, please don't ever go away. seventeen years i've lived in the darkness seventeen years i've tried to hide. the past never forgotten always in my mind tears never shed then i was taught not to cry. anger and frustrations building inside me making me scream i'm crying inside. how many more years am i going to suffer? how many more years before i finally die? i don't want to grow old i don't want to stay young i just want to say my goodbyes. friendships are over my family disowned me how many more times am i going to cry? all my wishes never really come true all my hopes and dreams are just thoughts in my mind. living a life that i don't understand maybe i will the day that i die. back into the shadows hiding from the light never to see the sun rise or feel the warm sunshine. |