My final post here. Five and a half years from the first. If you are worried, donít be, I am okay; aching and hurting, but okay. I am easily found LiveJournal and have been there for a long time. Still nattering away. This diary began because of Cesca; it is ending with forlornly written lyrics, as in my early days of D-land, offered for her. The next few days will be especially hard so prayers would be welcomed.
it was only one[year] ago it was all so different then there's nothing yet has really sunk in looks like it always did this flesh and bone it's just the way that you were tied in now there's no-one home
i grieve for you you leave me 'so hard to move on still loving what's gone they say life carries on carries on and on and on and on
the news that truly shocks is the empty empty page while the final rattle rocks its empty empty cage and i can't handle this
i grieve for you you leave me let it out and move on missing what's gone they say life carries on they say life carries on and on and on
life carries on in the people i meet in everyone that's out on the street in all the dogs and cats in the flies and rats in the rot and the rust in the ashes and the dust life carries on and on and on and on life carries on and on and on
it's just the car that we ride in a home we reside in the face that we hide in the way we are tied in and life carries on and on and on and on life carries on and on and on
did i dream this belief? or did i believe this dream? now i can find relief i grieve Peter Gabriel