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Post by firestarfairy on Aug 11, 2016 22:37:37 GMT -6
The darkness that once held me no longer has an affect.... the evil that spilled from my lips like acid vanished with each step I took... The Hell I once resided in me has been unshackled me from its grip.... The light that once was shadowed has brighten my universe once again....
I live on... Carrying you with me... Knowing you are watching over me... with the love and hope you always gave me.... My Wistfuldragon... Your grace will always fly with me...
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Post by anirbas on Sept 10, 2016 22:18:22 GMT -6
I can only imagine how deep the sorrow is for you and her Jazzie. I was only Mishie's friend in spirit and in a most creative way, through poetry. But, we were more than that. We shared many private phone calls, messages and emails. We always dreamed of meeting in real time. And you know what? I always believed we would someday. Someday just didn't come soon enough for us. Like all of the best people, she was as beautiful on the inside as she was on the outside. I will never not miss my Misharae Michelle. My heart and thoughts go out to you, Star.
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Post by firestarfairy on Apr 23, 2017 22:22:59 GMT -6
there is not a moment I dont think of her. Only hoping I am doing her proud. I truly wish she was here. she gave me my inspiration to write. I feel so lost without her
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Post by anirbas on Apr 26, 2017 20:32:18 GMT -6
I know you do. Much of her work is here, lining these cyber halls. Let it and her, re-inspire you. She is proud. She was always proud. Of all of you, her family. When we weren't burning up the phone lines yakking about poetry, we were yakking about our families to each other.
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