2009-09-14, 10:24 PM
lets see if i cant whip something appropriate out right on the spot...
"There, in all our times spent awake, comes a point in which we must truly open our eyes. We muct cast out the play things we coddled with and cherised as a means of escape from our past, and stare headlong into the future with eyes streaked with tears."
sadly, i cannot myself follow my own words; its my imagination that keeps me clinging to the past, as well as propels my future... quite the fix. =/
"There, in all our times spent awake, comes a point in which we must truly open our eyes. We muct cast out the play things we coddled with and cherised as a means of escape from our past, and stare headlong into the future with eyes streaked with tears."
sadly, i cannot myself follow my own words; its my imagination that keeps me clinging to the past, as well as propels my future... quite the fix. =/