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Time Wasted?

Contributed by MajesticPoet on Wednesday, 28th September 2005 @ 09:07:08 PM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry

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Something's wrong with your mind
It won't think of me anymore
Was it all a waste of time
Tell me why was I such a chore
Broken bottle lies empty
Cut my mouth so I can't say

Today was that day
It was that time
And that was all that she wrote for me
You fell away
I don't know why
And that was all that she wrote for me

Lying here in my bed
The one that you liked to do it in
Pieces of long blonde hair
Are all over it and still in my brain
I can't explain
What it's like not knowing if I'll ever cross your mind

Sleep through the day
Fight with the night
Seven a.m. and the tv is white
Covered in snow
I never knew that hell could get so cold

Something's wrong with your mind
It won't think of me anymore
Was it all a waste of time

Copyright Â© MajesticPoet ... [ 2005-09-28 21:07:08]
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Re: Time Wasted? (User Rating: 1 )
by ArsenicMyst on Thursday, 29th September 2005 @ 03:43:28 PM AEST
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those fleeting moments of uncertainty and self-doubt
that come and go ...

sad to say ... you express with skillful certainty here

very well done

¸·:·´Arsenic

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