stardust

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: True Confessions  |  House: Booksie Classic

All people are alike : happy or sad. There are also those : happy in their sorrow.

All the people that i met around the road where all alike . They either are happy or sad . I'am happy . Happy in my grieffe . Happy in the sorrow of my thoughts . Myself and i used to find the peace in the rebbelling thoughts. One person may ask : myself and i ? Indeed my dear , for me it was like two souls in one body and you will never know wich one will appear . I would've surprise you in the darkest instants . I heard once a gypsy saying : we are stardust . When the stars crushed and fell one thousand year ago they created our souls . Perhaps my stars did not get used to each other . Or therr was much dust ? Perhaps each one of them is different than the other one that they couldn't do nothing but to stay appart . Off you go my stars. You don't have to live with my misery . Because i'm fine with it. I'm fine and that lie remains for ever . Even though it is not the biggest one i have ever said. I don't dislike joy or life but i I rather my lonliness and grieffe . For my desires. My hard-getting desires . Or may be my knowdlege of this lie : joy . The sentiment i never reached .Off you go my stars you'll always shine brighter than darkness of the nightsky. Off you go my stars, some day you may see better days . Some day .


Submitted: September 25, 2014

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