Khayman (devilish_khay) wrote in welcome2nox, @ 2009-11-17 17:10:00 |
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I find myself with no words to really say. I am lonely in this cold city. London is cold in every way that word can take form. I wish for company, I wish for peace, I wish to see her but nothing changes. And, so, until then I need to keep myself from going to sleep for another hundred years with anything that can keep my attention. I've taken solace in the books that I took from Marius' collection in Miami. Poetry has taken my attention mostly.
Lord Byron's words can be comforting at times but can someone offer me something less reclusive and more time consuming?