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Kloxboy (Jun 11, 2007) — edit
My mind is flooded with images of someone, a person I've tried to forget these past few months. I see a brilliant, comforting smile and a pair of dark blue eyes, it's her again (it's always her). I can't help but to remember her, I see these vivid scenes in my head, well preserved moments we shared that I wish I could experience again. Over and over, I see her face. She wears a playful expression, has an enticing gaze and her eyes are sending me an invitation. These images are so fresh, I can almost feel her presence every time I think about her, BAH! Her kindly smirk used to melt me completely. Thinking of her overwhelms me, I miss her so much. She's playing like a broken record in my mind and it's driving me nuts. Why do I keep her so well preserved? Why can't I let go? Time seems to help, I guess I just need more time. A while back I made myself mark this day on my calendar, a lot of good that did me. Don't mind me, I'm just venting, trying to cope with my longing. It's hard to fill the void sometimes but painting and ranting seem to help.
Kloxboy (Jun 11, 2007)
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lori (edited Jun 11, 2007)
Love is a burning thing
And it makes a fiery ring
Bound by wild desire
I fell into a ring of fire...

I fell into a burning ring of fire
I went down...
And the flames grew higher
And it burn, burn, burns
The ring of fire
The ring of fire

The taste of love is sweet
When hearts like ours meet
I fell for you like a child
Oh, But the fire went wild

I fell into a burning ring of fire
I went down...
And the flames grew higher
And it burn, burn, burns
The ring of fire
The ring of fire

I fell into a burning ring of fire
I went down...
And the flames grew higher
And it burn, burn, burns
The ring of fire
The ring of fire

Just hearing that song in your head should make you feel a little better, no? As for your pic, it's gorgeous.
solve (Jun 11, 2007)
Oh the gradient goodness and flow.
davincipoppalag (Jun 11, 2007)
Once it's there, it never goes away. It's either fulfilled and enjoyed, or as time passes , we learn to cope with the lack of fulfillment. It's an endless sea, sometimes washing up on a peaceful shore, sometimes blowing up a tempest , this picture really does a good job of exploring how that is
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