How soon is now?
How soon is forever?
Don't tell me soon.
Don't tell me why.
Lie to me again,
it's all I need from you.
How soon is now?
How soon is forever?
Soon enough,
soon enough you said.
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It's always getting late.
When I am not writing this is what I do.
"In the present we are always in memory." - Trish Keenan
It's always getting late.
Introduction
This blog is a virtual notebook of writing that I maintain as often as I can. Poems, stray lines, random observations, all co-exist here. Revisions occur as needed/deemed fit.
See/Hear
A Chronological Archive of Joy and Heartache most often referred to as LIFE
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November
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- Soon
- Speak in a voice I can hear. Invoke sense and ex...
- I've learned to stop wishing for the impossible.
- White Desert
- -done
- I'm not interested in forever, only today.
- TIME WILL CHANGE US ALL
- A History of War
- You don't need the things that hurt you. You don...
- Books gather dust sitting on shelves. The edges ...
- Precious Amber
- Hazards Ahead
- 11/14/12 Freewrite
- Where The Road Ends.
- Connect Them
- A Few Words On This
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November
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About Me
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When I am not writing this is what I do.
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