Tuesday, December 29, 2009

Theyll name a city after us, and later say it's all our fault.

The last sound she ever heard,
was a baby wailing,
before she cut off her ears,
so their words could never hurt her
again.

He scratched his eyes out,
the night,
he saw them together,
but the image was,
forever,
burnt into his mind.

Ten years later,
they met,
but,
he never got to see,
her sad eyes smile when
 she saw him,
and,
she never,
got to hear,
his sad voice,
utter to her,
the words,
'I love you.'

So neither,
ever realised,
they were loved,
by the other.
So neither,
ever,
healed.


xoxo Camelgirl

9 comments:

  1. If you wrote that, 'tis awesome :D
    Cat xx

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  2. wat cat said. and if you didn't, its still good.

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  3. wow, thats incredible writing :) happy new year xx

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  4. hey :)
    glad you like my blog :D
    and i'm about to start year ten at school. it's cool, 'cos i started kindy in 2000, so whatever year it is, is what year at school i'm in (2009 = yr9, 2010 = yr10 etc.)
    :D

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  5. OMG that was so sad and yet so beautiful!

    Happy New year to you!

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  6. I love this story. Sad but beautiful.

    Happy New Year.

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  7. yeah, it is galileo actually!
    haha.
    beautiful story, and happy new year
    xx scarzz

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  8. Hey lobby,
    This is awesome.
    I'm back on blogger by the way.
    And I love the "lumos" picture on the side of your blog. I'm very tempted to write it on my light switch, but dad might get mad.
    xx

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