Had a dream last night, of which I don't fully remember, something stuck out;
Sometimes I sit alone and dream my silent words and if said out loud I know I'd not be heard.
Interesting line, there was more I can't remember it. It was set back to someone who I used to know, a song I love, and a curious medly of colour that seemed inky black and flowing hair. For some reason I just got out of bed, grabbed a pencil and scribbled a picture for her. Seemed important that I did it today. As I drew I realised that there was no way I could capture the image of what I wanted, or had seen in my dream. It made me very sad but I wanted it at least to be known that I remembered.
Fly on little wing
(http://img58.imageshack.us/img58/9594/littlewinghh9.th.jpg) (http://img58.imageshack.us/my.php?image=littlewinghh9.jpg)
cool thanks for the livejournal post, please do not post this stuff in the OF ever again.
Heh. I shifted it to the OF, bill.
Meant to make a post, but had things to do...
I thought it was fine. Compared to some of the other useless threads (my own included) that appear in here at least.