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The Bonds Between Us Alone in contemplation, the night begins. Floating inward, the freedom of darkness. Thoughts and scenes flow within me. A chemical tide of fractured memories. Fleeting shadows of remembrance, haunting me. Vivid treasures from long ago, sustaining me. Evidence and exposition inconstant allies, pushing me. Answers born of long battles, denying me. She embraces my thoughts with silken arms. Whispers promises to ease my longing in softest dreams. Her seduction of lies tell of time and love, all desires. Still always she flees at dawn, ephemeral morning mist. Yet still we hasten to find her, in musing or in dreams. To possess her. For it is our particular doom and greatest fortune. That we forget. -AD

Didn't I hear you cry this mornin Didn't I feel you weep Teardrops falling down on me Like rivers in my sleep In my dream of laughter You came creeping with your tears Telling me your sorrow In the trace ends of your tears That's a strange way to tell me you love me When your sorrow is all I can see If you just want to cry to somebody Don't cry to me No don't cry to me Didn't I hear your voice this morning Didn't you call my name I heard you whisper softly But the words were never plain And in your dream of darkness I came shinin like a sun Waiting for the laughter But the laughter never comes Didn't you feel alone this mornin Didn't you need a friend And in your darkest hour You came runnin back again In my dream of laughter You came creeping with your tears Telling me your sorrow In the trace end of your tears That's a strange way to tell me you love me When your sorrow is all I can see If you just want to cry to somebody Don't cry to me. -FireFall

A choice to make. And made, it said, eternal. To weigh in opposition, juxtapose real and imagined. The conflicts of a lifetime. Burdens of choice and action. The road of consequence lade before me, tread countless times. Sheathed within my soul, a blade forged in chaos. No reason can dislodge, no hope sufficient to withdraw. One last decision. The gift only I can bestow. A gift of honor. Are these tears shed for me. Diamonds cascading into the waiting abyss. A last touch. Spirit brothers of the wind caress me. A final kiss. Light born of fire, now fading, warms my cheek. A parting gesture. Ivory angels of the sky, their song surrounds me. A choice is made. And made, it said, eternal. A final thought to carry me home. :AD Duty is as heavy as a mountain. Death, as light as a feather. :Robert Jordan

Notes, like shadows, gather to hear. Ethereal light, a mixture of tears. Her torments flow out, like demons set free. One blood red note struck, the final key. -AD

Hither came they on horror fraught wings of aeons past Crowned and clad in the ancient night of time As the fallen, faded petals of sunset dipped into ulterior night They gathered, somber and secret, to observe my passing. My years crept past the vaults of reality enshrouded in mystic gray I knew them as the passing of shadows born upon flowing, archaic waters With still born eyes I gazed upon the sepulcheric dome of the sky, seeing naught Evoking the dead and spectral dreams of the primal, eldritch past to give answer. Vaguely I lived, merely existing, in shadowy, necromantic dreams Dreams that hover on the verge of fathomless sleep In lethargic abandon I challenged stagnant morality to part And descended with malefic laughter into the bosom of the absolute void Forgotten gods gazed with eyes of ultimate oblivion, and spoke Be thou enamored of deaths darkly curtained halls. I gave them answer Nay, for I have been to the wall. The bastion between hope and certainty. The riddle which lies betwixt fate and choice. And long for its cryptic embrace. The black, funeral veil of night covers me in misted sorrow I lie in the chill, eternal twilight of infinite gloom. Half life, child like, yet driven Chaos unravels the corridors of my mind, no destination sought, no desire. It corrupts my soul with irreverence. Nothing cherished left sacred. Eternity is ended. Everything is nothing. Clinging only to ghosts Insanity, but knowledge gained no other can comprehend Remember me as one with the rampant sky, born of fire to soon quenched A slave to memorys beckon. A glimpse of dark reflection. -AD

It's just like Grace Slick says - "When the truth is found. To be lies. And all the joy, within you dies. Don't you want somebody to love." -Jefferson Airplane