Maternal Stigmata

Your sacrifice stands above all others.

Your misery painted my success.

Certain unalienable rights, yours, given to me.

Somthing as simple as a cardiac muscle drives you to breathe, to live for me.

Your forfeits meant my luxuries and comfort.

I never needed this.

These objects are but superficial projections without your happiness.

These precious things, these gifts, are yours too.

One day I will bleed for you, if you will only let me.

I’ve missed you and the way you look at life. It’s so… unobsessive. Ah, my Lilith, what have we become?

I want to play in your garden. Hehehe…

SailorSenshi

February 28, 2005

Yes, I do like Sailor Moon. hehe, I love anime. I see you like poetry, that is awesome. ^_^

pretty piece, and thank you.

white palms

March 1, 2005

Thank you for the note,it made me smile for some reason .But yeah,i’m booked in to see the doctor next monday.Thanks again,and i do like your diary!

Aiyee2

you for poetry! and you picked the perfect picture to go with it.

er… ok, that was totally supposed to say, “yay for poetry.” serves me right for choosing a silly word like “yay” to describe a very well-written poem.

oops i dropped my pencil…