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The Cracks Appear
Contributed by
one-curly-fry
on
Sunday, 8th November 2009 @ 08:08:39 PM in AEST
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Lifepoems
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I’ve always been the fool
we’re simply animals painted over
images now, of little gods
proud and noble thinkers
a drive to procreate
genes are all that really live on
love lives as long as the memories
hope is a mockery of a dream
the delusion of romantic gaze
a fortune in failed love
the streets of bustling life
has never really changed
it’s the art of semantics
just like everything held dear
I’ve always been the fool
believing in the painting of life
now the crack appear
there is nothing to hope for
but for another pint
and a quick and painless exit.
9/11/2009
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Re: The Cracks Appear
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by one-curly-fry on
Sunday, 8th November 2009 @ 08:15:36 PM AEST
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Sorry, made a mistake;
"the streets of bustling life
HAVE never really changed"
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Re: The Cracks Appear
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by Xnoybis on
Monday, 9th November 2009 @ 03:42:36 AM AEST
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| I liked it right up until the last few lines...even though I fancy a good pint myself. |
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Re: The Cracks Appear
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by dirk-velvet on
Monday, 9th November 2009 @ 06:05:51 PM AEST
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The "Fool" my friend, is the one who
does not see the world in your words.
You have painted outside the lines
with brilliant colour !
( Profound Write ! ! ! )
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