My Existence
Sat, 22 Mar 2008 at 08:08pm
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Isn’t it vitality, clarity and
immortality that guides us,
Binds us,
Drives us?
Our essence,
Our being,
That gives us reason to live on,
Breath,
and take the next step.
I spent the evening with you.
We wrapped ourselves us in each others
arms, lips and dreams.
And in that bittersweet moment,
I lost it all.
My essence.
My clarity.
And darling, I lost it all to you
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2008-03-22
The commendations this piece recieved in IF1 were:
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3 plus votes, and
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macca
2008-03-23
This is very good Tom!
(I can't call you Bowers haha)
Ilike that you varied the lengths of the stanzas aswell :)
bobman12
2008-03-24
TOM? YOU LIAR! YOU TOLD MY BOWERS WAS YOUR REAL NAME.
HOW COULD YOU LIE TO ME ABOUT YOUR NAME? WE SHARED SO MUCH TOGETHER!
bowers
2008-03-24
They're BOTH my real names!
God damn you Amie!!
kluny
2008-03-24
nice, Tom.
hey Tom, how's it going?
Yeah, I'm calling you Tom all the time now.
2008-03-26
did u mak myspaece
galanteeshowman
2008-04-14
Hmm. Bittersweet.
I'm still calling you bowers, though, bowers.
emilyexstacy
2008-04-14
I'll call you Tom this one time...
This is a good one.
LOVED IT, really. :D
burning_sands
2008-12-03
you're bowers end of story. onwards to the piece itself.
tis a lovely bit of work, though I wonder if 'Breath' shouldn't be 'Breathe'
I love this whole rating system with IF2 so i can comment without having to actually comment...