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[whispering feathers]

A writers spectrum is always a near miss…
Relationships r enevitable when we already have a set mission 2 endure all the pleasure and all the pain that comes along with life that leaves us hanging from a thread. Bringing those who make up our would 2 such emotions of commitment , hatred, a piss in a cup 4 everyone 2 devour, but we have no shame when we simply express the truths of our desires or expose those desires of our friends and loved ones. We want the perfect life that has no roller coaster rides with long lines and find the disappointment once we get upon n climb that 1st hill, curving looping, diving, screaming at the top of our peek that defines our moment that will b set in our memory that sometimes we tend 2 try n drink away the pain. Movies, books, music, reality TV may make u feel enriched cause u know there r other people out there suffering more than u, cause when the silence comes, u know that’s not even true. Observing, watching, tasting the suffering air that we breathe, consumption of a cell phone text message with detailed images that still defines the moment in ur hand is in a cell all alone. Capabilities 2 reach out beyond the borders of ur limitations that conceal ur private affair. Relighting the spark of interest that u think u may have lost but didn’t pay close attention 2 the man or woman laying right beside u, as u eagerly secretly want something more that u feel u may have missed out on that would complete ur life as u see it compared 2 those who do, or don’t really have anything 2 show 4 it at all. This was once ur life or urs, or even urs there sitting reading the kind of words that paints the very thought u know is true but r so fucking afraid 2 admit 2 urself or anyone near who may b willing 2 listen or just maybe that person who needs a lesson in the real life of disappointments that come with living alone or with someone… just smothering ur concerns of what goes through ones mind when we r in the absence of noise. Bring on the silence, and 4 once listen 2 ur heart cause the writers will no longer look 2 the tragedy of love n loss n leave u helplessly 2 write ur own story, cause 4 once u have 2 live ur life 4 urself….
Take the kind of chances that seem so risky out of life and don’t regret ur actions.
Or ull just regret the ones u never made…
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With Lots of Love n Hugs!!!
Kevin (Whispering Feathers)