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Sometimes
Contributed by
zicky
on
Monday, 13th August 2007 @ 03:20:57 AM in AEST
Topic:
self-harmpoetry
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Isn´t it difficult to create, sometimes?
Your pen heavy as a double-edged sword,
Your guitar strings love-less..
Sometimes do you question fate?
God´s own mind.
The river has flowed.
The stars appear irrate?
Tired of their song-
Seething spice specks.
Some time is what we desire...
More,More,More....
And of course less in which to die in.
Copyright ©
zicky
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2007-08-13 03:20:57] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Sometimes
(User Rating: 1 ) by Former_Member on
Monday, 13th August 2007 @ 03:57:49 AM AEST (User
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More time will not help make do with what time you now have remember everyday is one day nearer to the great final when we all have no more time. Keep smiling from bern. |
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