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DaRk AnGel : Why Home : December 2005 : What a precious gift life is.. What a precious gift life is.. Had a good thing going on.. was writing away and bam the same damn monster that steals socks out of the dryer stole my words and thoughts from this little window.. Dman that thing.. Mis-spelling intentional for those that might be offended.. I was ragging on myself.. A good piece actually about my writers block and the words that refuse to meld.. About emotions swirling within begging escape.. About the purpose of life and what my purpose was within the purpose.. About cheesy christmas presents, literally!! And now those words are all gone.. Because some monster had to grab and gobble them up!! Actually I was beating myself up about wasting time.. Not doing what is needed to and doing what I want to.. About wasting time in a terribly short life.. Every second is precious.. The main question though of the whole piece was this.. Why does it only take a few days between Christmas's when - when I was seven it took eons? As aging slows the body down, why does time go faster? What a precious gift life is.. And gone all too soon.. Every second passing, gone forever and damned to the past.. Can I not simply put my life on hold until the interesting parts come up?
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