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Morning of Marigold by Deadpassion, literature

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Morning of Marigold

In the late of September I lay beneath the trees. The wind blows soft With a warm note to it's song. The morning dew casts a shadow Upon the surrounding grass. Studying the marigold skies I wait for him. I do not miss him. Because there is no need to miss him. Not when I have him in my heart. I just wait. The first leaf of fall Stumbles onto my shoulder. It does not phase me. My eyes just continue to drown Drown in the waves of colour before me. Studying the marigold skies I wait for him. I do not miss him. Because there is no need to miss him. Not when I have him in my heart. I just wait. The skies do not remind me o

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Apr 13, 2010

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Saturday when i got back home from the bar - Kelly and I realized my mailbox was gone. Someone had come in the middle of the night and stolen it from it's stand. Part of me hoped not to find it - and it would become the tail of the mysterious vanishing mailbox. I found it at the end of my street smashed to pieces. I collected what I could and I will either attempt to frankenstein it - or burn it in effigy. Either way there will be fire and neck bolts. ~Darminian