Thursday, August 21, 2008
Sometimes...When your relationship's screwed...No, not love. That's a fallacy.
I look at MSN logs.
And I smile.
Jealousy
I put out my hand and plucked a rose,
A red satin rose with a velvet scent,
And chaliced its loveliness in reverent palms,
Knowing that it was perfect.
Then, because I could not make the rose,
And because I could not paint the rose,
Nor carve it, nor mould it,
Nor even draw its beauty in my words,
I slowly closed my fingers over it
And crushed it.
Ruth Ellison
I smiled at what once was
Thought of what was lost
Frown at what I now see
And revel in jealousy
If you can beat them, join them.
But if you can't join them, destroy them.
Dark Memories[10:19 PM]
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