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Contributed by
twick
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Thursday, 16th February 2006 @ 01:00:03 AM in AEST
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oops
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I am the lion tamer but only on the good days
Don’t ask more of me than I can give
I am not a preacher of ubiquitous things
I am not the soul-searcher I used to be
I tend to be more grounded and think only in terms of reality
Life gets in the way of the abstraction
I charge up the batteries ready for another go
Pick up the chair, hold on to the whip
I’m not a girl you’d want to play with
Don’t be scared of me
I’m one of the nicest people you’ll ever meet
I act with poise and dignity
But don’t think life changing
I never do
Although that kind of pressure produces diamonds
Who are you?
Copyright ©
twick
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2006-02-16 01:00:03]
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Re: 1
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by emystar on
Tuesday, 21st February 2006 @ 01:10:13 AM AEST
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I really like your unique style of writing, makes the brain start charging.
huggs,
emy |
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Re: 1
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by Former_Member on
Wednesday, 15th March 2006 @ 05:39:08 AM AEST
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you are full of sadness
and dispite your clarity you are clouded
in a beautiful way |
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