Prometheus (prometheus1) wrote, @ 2005-01-12 16:27:00

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Satriani--summer song

Pieces of me...
Writing letters has always been something that I have enjoyed. Over the past few years thought, I haven't had as many oppurtunities to write, like I used to during the days that I spent in college. They were one of the only means I had, to talk to the people I cared about and then getting to hear from them, whilst I found myself in the cloister that college had become. Sometimes they were the only givers of hope, when all seemed glum. They were my constant companions, and every new mail brought with it a reason to cheer.

But with time, you have to let things go....



Letters that swayed under the caress of my finger-tips,

Words that my eyes yearned to see,

Lines that I carried with me,

as I earned my rite of passage...

Yesterday...I put those pieces to sleep.

	anwynd 2005-01-12 08:27 (link)
	Letters that swayed under the caress of my finger-tips, Words that my eyes yearned to see, Lines that I carried with me, as I earned my rite of passage... Yesterday...I put those pieces of me to sleep awesome... (Reply to this) (Thread)

	prometheus1 2005-01-12 23:42 (link)
	Thank you, very kind of you. :D (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	"Pieces of me" huh ?? ;) beingthea 2005-01-12 08:30 (link)
	Its funny you should speak about letters today , I got this absolute sweet mail from a dear friend. Its not quite the same as a letter but it was very nice. R. (Reply to this) (Thread)

	Re: "Pieces of me" huh ?? ;) prometheus1 2005-01-12 23:44 (link)
	Ahh! I know just how it feels; trust me on this one. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)