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Y of Z (Questions of Sleep)

Contributed by deadclown on Monday, 12th June 2006 @ 09:46:42 PM in AEST
Topic: oops



Again we have travelled through the last hopeless crossing
Blaming seasons for the pain we have caused
Can't decide what is human in the nature we've given
Death is reeling us close to it's door
Every turning we descend to only throws out our madness
Freeing nothing we want to dispose
Gladly we'll only run to the cries of displeasure
Hurting no one except those we've chose
In our envy we've taken all the truth of our meanings
Just to prove we can change how to think
Kill the desperate and lonely to enrich our behaviour
Leaving those who have nothing to sing
Make believe in our silence for it's what we deserve
Never letting yourself close enough
Or the anger will tear at the love that you have
Please destroy us before there's more blood
Questions needing no answers or rainbow it's colour
Reversing the time left to die
Should the hands we are given be withdrawn from our hatred
Then there's nothing much left but to cry
Underneath we are empty but the blood seems to thicken
Veins containing disease ridden dreams
Whether envy or hatred or even rejection
X-rated feelings will never come clean




Copyright © deadclown ... [ 2006-06-12 21:46:42]
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Re: Y of Z (Questions of Sleep) (User Rating: 1 )
by bigbadblinkybill on Thursday, 29th June 2006 @ 02:11:12 PM AEST
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i really like your work, this is intelligent ang exellently written, shame you couldnt think of things for Y and Z but iguess you where tired

nice write xxx


Re: Y of Z (Questions of Sleep) (User Rating: 1 )
by YouKnowWhatRight on Tuesday, 20th March 2007 @ 07:47:15 PM AEST
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First things first.
I think I should put my opinion into perspective.
I don't like or understand poetry,
I failed English three times because of it.

But....

I really like what I've read so far,
And intend to read them all.

"Veins containing disease ridden dreams"
Is a great line. It drew a picture in my mind like a lonely cloud never could.

See you in work, and maybe we can revive the lost art of conversation. (Now THAT’S sarcasm)








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