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And so these days turn to weeks And weeks to months but still The shadow of the smoke seems close As yesterday's lost hours of late summer Shadows kept alive Kept alive in quiet eyes Hear the reed in a lone flute Lamenting the loss of a perfect day A silence settles with the last Remnants strewn...

uhh.. Lemonite, as far as I know she did something about her feelings for a someone and appears to be quite happy now I was reading Catcher In the Rye actually Karaoke, but the question didn't come specifically from the situation in that book, it came more from my own experiences plus some...

Great response adam's_mistress... I don't at all disagree that there is usually a cause behind these emotions, I didnt even realize I wrote that (Im not exactly the best at expressing what I mean), I was just wondering if maybe people, specifically teens, can spiral into depression just because...

oh New Jersey there is so much I could say but all I will actually say is that for all my complaining, and for all the downsides to living in my dear NJ, this place is home, always will be, and I love it. oh yeah, and the Devils suck Wanderer, I liked your sig a few days ago. you move or...

is indulging feelings of sorrow or lonliness just laziness? I don't mean for people who have had trauma in their life, because for them it is a natural reaction and part of grief. But for let's say the average American teenager who feels uneasy and miserable for no reason, isn't it up to us to...

popsadie, that's excellent work. I don't even think you need more, those eight lines speak incredibly well for themselves, especially with the repetition of the last line. great piece

ouch although there's also an exciting side to it.. you captured the loss incredibly well, Wanderer; it's painful to read

I haven't read this whole discussion so forgive me if it's been mentioned. I'm not knowledgeable on this whole affair, but when I heard about it, the first thing that came to my mind is that it is a sympbol, a tangible reminder of our past and mistakes we've made so that we won't repeat them...

life and a chance to love and besides that, my family. [This message has been edited by Hailey (edited 02-20-2002).]

no, it's quite enough with my own babies running around and yes, there's already too many homeless animals in the world

You were heavensent in the crossfire Liquid waiting to pool into pure gold To hold me up and show my hands The way through brittled fields Of excavated souls and clean white bones Your heart was mine And never once did I have to ask Angel of torn wings and floating feathers The bird whose life...