tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-79564870418757282262024-02-08T02:21:06.689-08:00Chilled MemoriesAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06418254639506525820noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956487041875728226.post-19355627389144393792013-11-26T14:58:00.002-08:002013-11-26T14:58:33.594-08:00Chilled Memories<br />
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Chilly weather out, wind blowing through the trees, reaching
my hair as it whips my cheeks. And reaches to my subconscious memories. Reminding
me of before, when all was good then turned to crap. It’s almost as if the wind
is flowing outside my physical self and into my mind and awakens these old feelings.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Those times when I had my family but then all else failed
leaving me to weep on the chill floor. Tears pouring out of my blood stained
eyes. Why? I ask, why do these things just happen? Is it all planned out from
our makers up above? Are our lives just a story written out and us being
controlled like marionettes? <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Pulled by those harsh cold strings, our eyes connected to
our soul just witnessing as our flesh and bone act upon these earthly desires. These
preplanned events that make us or breaks us. But the funny thing is, we can
change our outcomes in whatever we do, because we live and we learn from our
experiences. Good or bad. We all have the courage and strength to rewrite our
stories and live to the fullest.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Live to
love and love to live! Take ahold of those reins and direct ourselves onto a
path that we won’t regret.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">What is our purpose here? To be remembered or to be forgotten?
To cherish and appreciate the people in our lives or to live for ourselves? <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>To teach and explore or to be ruled and
controlled? It's all up to us. If it wasn't for those memories I wouldn't be here today and be...who I AM. </span></div>
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