Coral

Yesterday we just got a region free DVD player from a friend, (as we live in Prague and want to watch our American movies) who said that it might not work, because it was kind of having issues, but not major. Last night, we tried playing a movie, and it had an error about halfway through and spat it back out.

So this morning I went to go run a DVD lense cleaner disc. I put it in and closed it. It started loading, and then about 5 seconds later, spat it back out. I thought that it might just be the disc, so I put in another disc. Same. Exact. Thing.

We can't take it to a store or anything because we don't speak the language here. Any suggestions? Should we just give up, or is there any chance of saving it?

Hoping for hope,

In this difficult time,

Something to help me cope.

Trying to try,

For the sake of it,

Don’t really know why.

Wanting to want,

To feel, to know,

These things that haunt.

Living to live,

For death so bleak,

This reason I survive.

Writing to write,

To take some time,

In the words I delight.

A thought envisioned,

So impossible to explain,

A concept so complex,

I try to tell you in vain. (Makes me wonder if I’m sane.)

How can words express,

What I’m thinking,

This thought I suppress,

That I find so amazing?

Words tumble out of my open mouth,

Rambling, explaining,

I realize you don’t understand,

And then myself I’m restraining.

Keep it to myself,

I’ll no longer try,

Lay back upon the shelf,

That’s in the back of my mind.

Letting it loose,

Everything that I bear,

Sharing the news,

Of the burdens I wear.

Through the form of a song,

A lyric or two,

Or perhaps a poem,

From my pen it grew.

May sound quite strange,

Different, unique,

But this I must do,

Or through my lips they may leak.

Or perhaps not,

May sound quite the same,

As the people around me,

None may lay claim.

Pain much too immense,

Too fragile, too dense,

Too strong and too weak,

Too bold and too meek.

Everything it is,

Is everything it's not,

For this pain that is mine,

Is nothing I sought.

Dream the good dream,

Of death and despair,

Of life and life's love,

Take what you can bear.

Experience it now,

Take it in while it's there,

For when you wake up,

For what will you care?

Make dream your truth,

Your life's simply nightmare,

Give reason to living,

A reason to dare.

Overpowering, overwhelming,

This feeling of Love,

Consuming it slowly,

It's me It's devouring.

In the movies so sweet,

This vicious emotion,

But really It's cruel,

And It tends to cheat.

Simplicity gone,

In a life already harsh,

Complications stirring,

As we act as Love's pawns.

Plays It's cruel games,

For simple enjoyment,

Chooses us, selecting,

Upon who to lay claims.

So I warn you, beware,

Steer clear of this beast,

Stay far and stay wide,

If you care in the least.

Never ceases changing,

Continually starts anew,

Never starting nor ending,

Nor waiting for a cue.

Both beginning and end,

And middle as well,

In entirely,

Earth, Heaven, Hell.

Not universe alone,

But so, so much more,

For how can you define,

What's both peace and war?

Hi. My name is Coral. I am in desperate need of a nickname. Or two.

(I want no criticism here, if you aren't going to help, don't bother wasting your time here.)

Any suggestions?

Thanks!

:)

Thoughts?

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Sorry for all the confusing details.

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