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Mourning for.....

Flower-de-luce


This post is devoted to one of the best people I've ever known.


It's been a long time sice his tragic death. But now I can distinctly feel that it put its seal on my soul. No wonder it did. Though my father's friend, not mine, he was dear to me, I was taken by his good-humoured nature, his breeziness, flamboyance and attractive exuberance. He was always kind, generous, courageous, virile, rougish and a bit recless - I can count all the traits which mark a real Man and were so characteristic of him. The news of his death was terrible. It was like a poisonous liquid floating in my veins, circulating in my system, devastating, destroying me and all my naive illusions.

Now, there's no hope in my heart, here dwells black despair. He's gone for ever...

@музыка: Тэм Гринхилл - Нагадала нам судьба

@темы: death, mourning

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2011-10-16 в 20:59 

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Hm... It's always painful. Have you ever told me something about it? I think I've heard it from you.

2011-10-18 в 01:09 

Flower-de-luce
I think I've heard it from you - maybe... Partially, yes. But I don't remember to which extent I went in my story.

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