. . . . . . What can I say? Just as I thought I was feeling better a second time. . . Sucker Punched . . . STRIKE 3! . . . Down for the count . . . Fumbled . . . Checkmate!
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Pssssstt.... Cheer up, its Friday!!! >^.^
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STOP! no more! I will not allow this darkness to consume me. I choose to put it behind me and move on. I will raise my head and come out from hiding. I will enjoy the light of life and try to focus on the good things I do have, not what i have lost. My friends forgive me for this self pity I have fallen into. As for "Fall" take her she's yours. I'm moving on.
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I really thought I was doing OK….......... Have you ever wanted something so bad, you would do almost anything to get it? Then when the opportunity is handed to you on a silver platter, you want so badly to take it and enjoy it, if only for a moment. But there’s a little voice in your heart saying, “Don’t take it. You will regret it. Don’t do it!”. Against all your inner most desires and love for this object of affection you decline it and say, ”No I can’t… I’m so sorry…I cant, I can’t” Only, the next day, to be proven that you were right to decline what you so desired. If you had accepted what was offered you would only be hurt beyond belief, because 2nd best is not good enough. “Fall” has returned. I cannot be mad at the change of the seasons. It is cold and getting colder. Darkness comes early; the sun shines less. I cry in my painful darkness alone, hoping, straining my faith to hold on. I cannot hold back my sadness; tears flow, my heart aches. I am torn in two; Happy to see “Fall” again, but sadden. with “Falls” return, comes darkness, sorrows and pain. I cannot be mad at “Fall” or her return. She knows not of the pain she brings. I will greet her; welcome her; befriend her & hide my grief and sorrows from her. She will not know from me the truth, but only see a happy face from me.
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Please take my tears to dry your own and use them as caressing balm. Obtain the blood of my own heart through hug and through my stroking palm. Catch the small light out of my eyes to fight with it against dark arm Grasp all the courage of my mind and smooth your soul till it is calm Seize all my breath to your command and pray with it psalm after psalm. ~TD

I have felt it And I have held it I have known A woman's love I have tasted And I have wasted A woman's love And I know I'll never understand All the little things that make It grand A woman's love And I know I'll never come Face to face With any thing that takes the Place Of a woman's love Well I have kiss it Tried to resist it I have missed A woman's love And I have hated Taken for granted A woman's love Well I have needed And I have pleaded And I have lost A woman's love And I have worshipped And I have cursed it A woman's love Well I adore it Thank god for it A woman's love