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Change
Contributed by
twchap91
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Tuesday, 27th May 2008 @ 03:58:14 PM in AEST
Topic:
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I have done all that I can do,
I was faithful but not you,
If I could wish upon a star, it would be me, you, us and forevermore,
But now, all I can do is show you the door.
What will happened to us, we will never know, but for the reason, you surely show.
I was here, you were there; all you needed was to show me, you cared,
I hoped for more, pitied for less, I hope this is for the best.
And no matter how hard I have tried, the relationship has run dry and that's why the time has come for our good-byes.
I wonder how she feels, perhaps alone,
Remembering that the real reason is her, that I’m gone.
Can you change, change for me?
Be the person I want you to be,
Love me, touch me, and hold me tight.
The decision is up to you??
I bid you goodbye.
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Re: Change
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by RussellReinhardt on
Friday, 9th March 2012 @ 09:59:31 AM AEST
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May i show you my view on Change please?
23:11:2011....
What Is Change?
What is change one might ask?
Let me tell you it’s a ginormous task.
Its accepting the new.
That someone ells wants to see in you.
Then putting it to work implementing it in your life.
It sum times makes you feel thrusted through your heart is a knife.
Then there is the old.
These ways you must leave you are told.
You are to bury them somewhere deep in your soul.
Bluddy hell as if in outer space it’s a black hole!
This leaves you to wander who you are.
Flying through space like a long forgotten star.
You see accepting the new doesn't mean.
That you discard the old from every seen.
It's actually a merger between new and old.
When expected to change somehow this you are not told.
So what now you ask.
Well ether you accept or decline the task.
In accepting and accomplishing the task.
At the end don't be surprised if you are left feeling like an Ass.
For the new is to the one requesting it not always acceptable.
Believe me in your heart you won't feel a thrill.
'Cause on revealing the new you awaits a shocking surprise.
From here on in you your life will be a pack of lies.
Again you might ask what the hell?
Slow down my friend let me tell.
See you have buried the old the real you.
And exchanged it quite gracefully for the new.
But who are you now actually?
Old or new what is now your reality.
It’s strange the requesty fell in love with the old you.
But for some unknown reason long for the new.
So what now again you ask.
Your love for the requesty is so grate you accept the task.
So off into the world you bravely go.
Hoping and praying that somehow you will grow.
Then one day quite happy you return.
Sadly just to find out you are going to burn.
Proudly you have brought back the new.
And to your dismaiz you discover it just won't do.
So humbly you take a step back and evaluate.
What you've become and your mind in this state.
Now your left with the choice.
At this point believe me you have to listen to that little voice.
Is it going to be old or new?
That my friend is intierly up to you.
But for me what will I do.
Well I like the change so it's definitely the new.
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