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Whispers of two faced men

Contributed by lostrelic on Sunday, 27th July 2008 @ 01:40:39 AM in AEST
Topic: obsession



So like dried up sand castles in the sun
waves pounding rougher from the incoming storm
we crumble at the slightest things our strings come undone
our fabric so thin in this time our seams have torn

Vision now blocked by designer shades
no more rose colored views
lost in crowds our focus slowly fades
as fathers gather empty pews

Words so flakey just dust in the eye
confronted by an angry front
tear stained marks on the face we hide
small and feeble we sneak from the hunt

We created our castles its time to tear them down
open doors that we always closed
free your eyes drop the roles that are bound
change the fate that seems teetering at that pose

Finding values in a time pent up with hate
looking lost in open spaces we designed
whispers of two faced men all destined by fate
we look back wondering why we are so behind

Time and spaces something we are losing each and everyday
doors and fate all words like dust
we flatter each and everyone and then laugh when they walk away
i wonder why we never talk we lost all aspect of trust






Copyright © lostrelic ... [ 2008-07-27 01:40:39]
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Re: Whispers of two faced men (User Rating: 1 )
by wheels on Sunday, 27th July 2008 @ 09:52:55 AM AEST
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Definitely a lot of truth in this one. Thanks for sharing

--kevin


Re: Whispers of two faced men (User Rating: 1 )
by LauraMary on Saturday, 30th August 2008 @ 06:28:34 AM AEST
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I really liked this.
Awesome.




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