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Something Specific
Contributed by
Exodus
on
Thursday, 27th April 2006 @ 09:50:37 AM in AEST
Topic:
happypoetry
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I erase the sudden change in temperature
I write it off as something foolish in my head
But that sudden ease of temperament
And the natural disposition is really dead
The range of processes your mind accumulates
Telescopic and it would seem that my telescope is broken
I'm foolish for such intrusive tendencies
And foolish is a label upon the notion
Of where I am when it takes place
An intrusion into the values I consider not to intervene
Whatever you think is best for that
Whatever makes you feel like you seem
I love the emetic colors spinning around
Sympathetic, apologetic, empirical
Suddenly empathy
Dive on in as the thoughts encircle
One more chance to decipher
This is the last chance to deny
For as you see on the hilltop, calvary
As the world struggles to specify
Copyright ©
Exodus
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2006-04-27 09:50:37] (Date/Time posted on
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