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This History and Future of Mine

Contributed by meadcomposition on Thursday, 18th September 2008 @ 09:27:39 AM in AEST
Topic: SongLyrics

I wish I wouldn't have lost the bullet
From the first gun I ever shot
I didn't want to, but he dared me
..I guess it was that way with us alot

'Finger on the trigger, don't fall backwards,'
He stood behind me to make sure I didn't
And when it was over he held my hand
and put the golden shining thing inside it.

I wish I wouldn't have lost my worth
To the first boy I ever held dear,
I didn't think it would happen like that.
It was so fast.. and insincere.

'Put your hands here, don't be afraid,'
He whispered in my ear to make sure I wasn't.
And when it was over he held my hand
and said 'it feels right'
and i said, 'it doesn't' and,

everything i said i would never become,..
i lose things that are not mine, and i can never go back home.
i did not see myself on this road
when i was planning my great plans
so sometimes i don't know where to go.
i hope you understand.

i wish I could push all of the things in my head
out of it, and into yours, so you would see
it's not a choice i have to remember and regret,
it's only how it's going to be.

"Let me be with you, don't be afraid."
You make me feel like I'm floating, you know.
And when it is over, you'll hold my hand
So I'll know I'm still on the ground.

Copyright © meadcomposition ... [ 2008-09-18 09:27:39]
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Re: This History and Future of Mine (User Rating: 1 )
by EveAlone on Tuesday, 24th December 2013 @ 01:30:20 PM AEST
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Your poem honestly gave me goosebumps. The picture it painted in my head is one of sorrow and familiarity.'
"i lose things that are not mine, and i can never go back home.
i did not see myself on this road
when i was planning my great plans
so sometimes i don't know where to go.
i hope you understand."

That really resonates with me. I think you did a good job.

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