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Lost, forsaken, and alone Lost, forsaken, alone. The time of parting is always the hardest. The final good-bye is by far the hardest. Knowing that the end is here is a terrifying experience. It is slow in coming, always seen as a possibility but rarely as a probability. At the moment of the end, is seems as if time has stopped. It is hard to believe that all that was could have ended so quickly. All the good times and moments spent together, gone is a moment. All that remains is the memory of all the times that have past, never againLost, forsaken, and alone
by ~someonedead
Random titleIn the middle of a caravan route through the desert, a young man suddenly appears. “In the name of all that is holy, why was I dropped in the middle of the desert!” cursed the man. After a fit of rage, he followed the route over the dry, barren hills looking for the group of people that should be passing the near by oasis shortly. He hopes that there was not a caravan resting at the oasis as the people he knew were passing by did not like people to meddle in their affairs. As the last rays of the dying sun came over the golden sand, the man found the oasis. Sadly, a caravan slowly settRandom title
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Peace and QuietOne of the greatest intellectual crimes possible is for a person to not recognize there own talents and abilities. Some people I know refuse to believe that they are talented, or intelligent. There is a person I know, one of the smartest people that I know, and that person refuses to believe that he/she is intelligent, a different friend has trouble believe that he/she is good at anything. From watching and observing these two people (among others) I believe that those people who are good at anything have trouble believe their worth while those that are not as qualified at those that believe themselves to be gPeace and Quiet
by ~someonedead
IsolationWhen a person is isolated, the person is rejecting human nature. Isolation is not a natural state for humans. Few have the strength, and the stupidity, to choose self-isolation. To be alone is to suffer alone. When isolated there are not people, who can help to comfort the person, they are the only source of help available. The person isolated is in pain, the pain of not having anyone to talk to. A person in this state becomes fearful, not trusting anything because they have chosen to have nothing. It is a sad day when a person chooses isolation, because a choice sucIsolation
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Memory is a struggle against time, damning the flow of a river, inhibiting the pure flow of time; let go of petty details, stop damning the flow, and allow the past to be past, remember the few important details and let the rest flow away to a quiet death
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Memory is a struggle against time, damning the flow of a river, inhibiting the pure flow of time; let go of petty details, stop damning the flow, and allow the past to be past, remember the few important details and let the rest flow away to a quiet death
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Memory is a struggle against time, damning the flow of a river, inhibiting the pure flow of time; let go of petty details, stop damning the flow, and allow the past to be past, remember the few important details and let the rest flow away to a quiet death
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