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Contributed by
twick
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Monday, 20th February 2006 @ 11:38:43 PM in AEST
Topic:
oops
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As I lay dying the world passes me by.
I am nothing, invisible to the eye.
Strangely not regretable just misunderstood,
and only a few ever could
get what was just beyond the vision.
I lie here stricken
the sun still sets
that bell still tolls
and it falls on deaf ears.
Afraid?
Not really I just wish I would have been known.
Chances not forgotten re-living themselves
a picturesque story unfolding backwards.
The blood starts flowing and staining the ground.
The people, they see that, they look around.
They think it's incredible this something from nothing,
but blood will always tell
that is the saying.
I spot something on the horizon
it's moving, its coming closer
and in that moment I know that it's over.
I say my goodbyes for anyone to hear
I pray for redemption cause I'm feeling the fear.
I want to say sorry to the ones that I hurt
I want to say thank you to the ones that were
There,
not too much longer
and now I just want it to end
I've heard nothing from all those so-called friends
Is it just me or is it the face of betrayal.
Copyright ©
twick
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2006-02-20 23:38:43] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: 2
(User Rating: 1 ) by emystar on
Tuesday, 21st February 2006 @ 01:16:24 AM AEST (User
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Is it just me or is it the face of betrayal.
Again I luv your style.
huggs,
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