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The Man With Empty Circles

Contributed by jeffmac88 on Friday, 15th May 2009 @ 10:28:32 PM in AEST
Topic: abstract



Standing in the sun where it once refused to shine
There’s a mountain to my left
And a needle to my side

I stare beyond the curtains and beyond my balcony
Gloomy indecision follows suit
And is staring back at me

The sky is a pale reminder of the never ending gray
In my head I want the sunshine
It won’t make it out today

I hear a white noise clamoring against the my inner ear
A balance beam of choices
I wish my wife was near

Instead she sits alone inside the darkness of her heart
Caught between herself
And finding peace in life apart

In the sun I find sadness among the glare of hope outside
The gray has finally lifted
Take ground for higher tides

There’s a man with empty circles looking out into the gray
His hair and outer image
Makes him invincible today

The man with empty circles seems to have it all and more
But we retract the outer casing
And the man cannot ignore

He has lost the ones that mattered, he has killed his dreams of love
He wants what I have
That I thought was not enough

Now the man with empty circles roams the world without a clue
Instead I roam with purpose
And the man, with empty circles can too.









Copyright © jeffmac88 ... [ 2009-05-15 22:28:32]
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Re: The Man With Empty Circles (User Rating: 1 )
by simsalabim on Sunday, 17th May 2009 @ 10:50:34 AM AEST
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and there was much gnashing of the teeth




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