Saturday, October 21, 2006

forever pieces of passion.


Falling into your passionate blue eyes...

There's something in your eyes that entraps her in a way that she never felt before. Was it the passion and desire that seem to burn at every glance or just something that struck out for the few minutes, seconds, that she looked into your eyes. They say that the eyes are the windows to the soul, yet she doesn't believe that's what she saw. It was a look of infatuation, of want and just plan and simple, a human reaction. She doesn't really care what it was, what it meant or how it really came about. As she looked down on you, as your breath skipped at every movement, she realised that she had lost herself in your blue eyes, forever.



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Losing the pieces of her identity once again...

It doesn't surprise her the way she feels at the moment; about life, love, the future and the unfaithful present. The world is beginning to play cruel games on her once more. The truth is this time round, she really doesn't want to have to deal with it, the lazy way out. Maybe if she closed her eyes just a little more tightly she might wake up to a peaceful fantasy. She lives in a life of dreams. She needs this world to give her the time out she should deserve. Frell the world and its insanities.


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The writers block is gone.
Its amazing how feeling depressed and stressed with a hint of romantic passion can drive it all back.
So much to write, so little time.

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