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i always never ask

Contributed by lostrelic on Monday, 26th February 2007 @ 11:27:03 PM in AEST
Topic: oops



AS again i move to new places seen nothing new been nowhere
the same dwell of blogging our senses feeling lost alone with only disperse
sensing climaxes to much to bear on calmly soul as we sit back with a smile
no need for dread we kindly wallow in self pity looking for the rose in the vile
seeping like well blackened moss your true self within
nothing that looking back has a true end
twisted blue this simple smile arises kind of feeling like blind children
everything is new simple like blue life has a twisted way of alternate begin
silently i walk threw this world with a shield badly covered
like looking glass so many things discovered
seeing this with a willing uncovered
time for change the clock slowly spins
its kind of hard when you life has to much sin




Copyright © lostrelic ... [ 2007-02-26 23:27:03]
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Re: i always never ask (User Rating: 1 )
by needledancing on Tuesday, 27th February 2007 @ 08:55:25 AM AEST
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So from the silence of my mind I find....anothers thoughts a ticking...different and yet still a worthy thought arises.Thanks.


Re: i always never ask (User Rating: 1 )
by PhantomVampyress on Tuesday, 27th February 2007 @ 11:07:23 AM AEST
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this is a very well written piece.. its like a reflection of oneself.. and its well expressed.. thanks for sharing great job

vampyress jenni




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