Thursday, August 25, 2005
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It suddenly occurred to me this afternoon that on that fateful day all I had to do was utter three simple words and everything would have been made perfect. Instead, a couple of heartbeats saw me destroy something with the ease of two moist fingertips pressed together on the lit wick of a candle. Something beautiful was snuffed out that day that can never be rekindled.
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2 comments:
I enjoyed reading that :)
The experience at the time was none too enjoyable, but it is cathartic putting it out in type. :)
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