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Date Posted: 21:57:53 07/08/02 Mon
Author: LadyOfTheBlade
Subject: "Dreamers", "If"
In reply to: LadyOfTheBlade 's message, "Feed the Flames" on 21:35:16 07/08/02 Mon

"Dreamers"
I dream about Sara.
Alot.
If she only knew.
Maybe she does...
I would understand her loathing of me.

Her image keeps me warm at night.
Keeps away the darkness.
Whenever I feel that hate in me grow,
I hold her spirit tighter.
If this bond between us were string,
I would wind it many times over again
around us linking us.

Does she dream of me?
Is that was disgusts her?
Does she bring up my image
to keep away the darkness.
I'm not sure.
Somehow I feel that I'm
somehow important to her.

We are each others candles
keeping away the darkness.
Should ever there be a gust...
I fear to think.
It would be a long and
lonely night of nightmares.



"If..."
If I were to forget
to be ripped of my emotions
what would become of her?

Now she looks upon me with
not exactly fear but caution.
I'm not taken seriously.
Just ignored.

But...

If I were to forget...
to be ripped of all
that makes me, me
she wouldn't see it
she wouldn't see
the danger.
She wouldn't take me seriously.
Not until the critical moment.
Would it be too late...

Is this dredful worry the truth?
Why is it a fear of mine?
Why do I have this intense feeling
that what I am afraid of the most
will undoubtly happen?

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