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Cut to short to fly
Contributed by
lostrelic
on
Wednesday, 7th January 2009 @ 03:50:55 PM in AEST
Topic:
oops
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Alone I have walked threw empty hallways and darkened alleyways
searching for answers to the mysteries that surround midnights desolate highways.
Spoke in tongues to the monsters that stumble within my imagination
while I looked to oceans for the sounds of natures little creations.
Questioned the world with kaleidoscope twinkling eyes
while following the whispers of mans insidious lies
Empty and hollow is this world that lies before me within moving spaces
laughing at the so called problems that we have chosen to face
seeking stars to pave the way to the future
not the empty souls that flicker on the screen
These so called idols making mockery of anything moral
to easy to toss away love when groupies are next to sorrow
glamorized abuse rehab the next way to the stage
telling all secrets so the newspapers can get paid
problems that we bottled now so easy to share
one reality show to the other words we throw with out care
Simple ideas the ways of man making a fortune off other peoples lands
following gold and the respect that money can win
who cares when there is no such thing as sin
Copyright ©
lostrelic
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2009-01-07 15:50:55] (Date/Time posted on
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