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Young Love
Contributed by
Jyssvw
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Monday, 17th October 2005 @ 10:41:07 AM in AEST
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When does the part of the honest man fade
When does the point drive itself into your brain
And what will you take from me my young love
And where will you hide when the winds follow you home
When the branches of the trees grab you as you are running
Where the avalanches from the mountain fall on you tumbling
And where can I find you when the sunshine has faded
And who will be the one left standing in the rain naked
When shelter is scarce and the food frozen rendered uneatable
When laughter is banned and happiness thrown from the window
And what will you take from me this time my young love
And whose arms do you swing from tonight my sweet love
I saw a movie where the bad ones made it
I witnessed the murder where the younger son fainted
I drew it, and thought it, and masked it, and painted it
I loved it, and held it, until it bit me, until I hated it
I sense that a change has been forever forgotten
That a rearrangement of lives has been ignored and rewritten
When the peacefulness sets in my soul I will keep it
When it begs me to let it go, I will never release it, or appease it
And what would you have me do this time my young love
And what should I have said to make it stop pouring from above
And where will the books which taught us theses truths be burned
So that I can partake, and rape, and plunder the literature concerned
So that I can feel it, and smell it, and touch it, and be it
When I see it, I will know it, and respect it, and need it
Forever indebted, and departed, I am free to love it
As you are free to call yourself a lover, a singer, or honest
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Jyssvw
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Re: Young Love
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by hauntedscorp on
Monday, 17th October 2005 @ 01:58:05 PM AEST
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This write is fantastic jyss...It has a profound-type maturity to it. A wise, but scorned soul reflecting with bittersweet emotions.
It's melancholy, and some of the words sting, as they should, yet you still don't stoop down to that person's level. Very well done. I love it.
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Re: Young Love
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by Archie on
Tuesday, 18th October 2005 @ 01:04:51 PM AEST
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| I like the way you have expressed yourself in this poem. By the sound of your words you live in a harsh reality. I look at your poem and I see a person who questions whether he needs to change or not. It is perfectly presented. The choice of change always falls on the shoulders of who it is presented to, use it wisely. |
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Re: Young Love
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by Man_On_High on
Wednesday, 19th October 2005 @ 12:10:31 AM AEST
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What a terrific ode to a "younger" love
my dear jyss..
(at least what I took from it)
..she knows not your deepest
and darkest desires and secrets..of her-
fantastic...(for me-)
It's All My Own- ..this write-
Billy |
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