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May 2005 |
Monday, May 22, 2006, 7:50 PM
The day the song of Spring finally turned raucousAll that was inside finally well, came out. I saw it, felt it and I heard it. You know resentment is not something I can bear. Resentment is what spoilt the song resentment is awful and I dont want it to compel me to further distances Resentment is the thing I want the least I cant play it well unless I rid of ____ Or perhaps it just needs someone more eligible to play it Fiction is more comfortable than fact. People lie because truth hurts. People indulge in self-deception cause it lessens the pain. People indulge in fiction because it provides security. Every story eventually comes to an end, every symphony has it's ending piece, and fiction offers the guarantee that everything - everything, has an end. Whether or not it's realistic it brings certain calmness because, we know the outcome. I'll rather live in a world of candies. (0) comments |