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Chapter 2

Contributed by Red_Silo on Tuesday, 6th April 2004 @ 01:38:51 PM in AEST
Topic: Lifepoems

It’s the simple things in life that we forget. You hear people talk, but you don’t know what they said. You have to catch yourself fooling others. Like…you see someone in town that you know, or maybe you don’t know them. What is the first thing that you say? More than likely it will be “How are you?” Right? Do you really care at all? Good morning. What does that mean? You can call me blind, stupid or crazy. I don’t care. I just want some people to realize that people are evil, and anyone who says that we are a beautiful evil has got to be joking. Other than the creation of the human being beautiful, which I agree with, we are the most hypnotic, hypothesizing (which we never take the time to prove), and hypocritical thing to ever breathe. So who is it that you really love and care about, and why do you care about them? Most would say that they care about their mother and father. I do. I love them. Do you love them just because? Does have something to do with the fact that they support you and feed you? We are the only being that can feel love. One thing is for sure….I could not survive without it. What creates the dividing line between loving and being in love? Love is the only thing that people will not steal from anyone else. You never miss a good thing till it leaves you. Shake hands and be friendly because the next hand you shake may be your savior’s hand.

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Re: Chapter 2 (User Rating: 1 )
by Remy on Tuesday, 6th April 2004 @ 04:11:01 PM AEST
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geez, reading this feels like a brain press! good thoughtful write... ;0)
~Remy~

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