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Mary Magdelene

Contributed by Bsteel on Tuesday, 28th February 2006 @ 11:56:02 PM in AEST
Topic: LostLove

Mary Magdalene
A man is a man and you can’t change us,
I’m from a flock where Jesus couldn’t save us,
Still waiting for that day,
Sometimes I wish I had full-blown aids,
Cause then it would blow away,
All the uncertainty,
I've only got one life one blade,
With a razor turn the page,
Still I turn back to those days,
When Katie was left free to play,
I could make it anyways,
But the drama of her figure still remains,
Like "Vronsky", I wish I could change,
The past of poor “Anna”,
Now sex feels cheap without her,
I never even touched only her face I saw,
But in it I saw it all,
Happiness still falls like a clothespin,
Your hairpin in my head,
Is the memory of what you said while I was at war with my sword,
You said it was the matrix, when all I wanted to do was touch your lips,
And I've felt your blade touch my fingers and I've felt your invisible motion,
Oh fair lady of fortune please give me a chance,
And I still have faith like it was just day the last,
Lets forget the past, why cant you shoot out to my heart like a cannon that blasts,
Oh Scottish queen, how fair you have been,
With the blood of William Wallace,
I want to live in your dollhouse,
I’ll never forget you,
You could tame a lion, stop a baby, oh Katie is that your real name, from crying, and keep an eagle fly,
Invisible lady Fortuna please come back to me soon ah,
To look at your face again,
Makes me forget all sin only beams that the sun brings in,
And I wait as if you were truly Mary Magdalene.

Copyright Â© Bsteel ... [ 2006-02-28 23:56:02]
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Re: Mary Magdelene (User Rating: 1 )
by bethers_is_my_baby on Wednesday, 1st March 2006 @ 01:31:22 PM AEST
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well very interesting to say the least.,... its different, and in this case i think thats a good thing.. keep up the nice work :)

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