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Disregard

Contributed by daniel on Thursday, 3rd April 2003 @ 02:05:00 AM in AEST
Topic: Lifepoems



well i hope, i dream, i think, i scheme
around and around all inside this mess...
and i know you're somewhere

and i grope, i mean, i blink, you see
the rounds of the pounds upon my chest...
and i know we're somewhere

when,

here we forget the means to our end...
clawing down the soul of our existance.
now we are the best of friends...
and i know that you're there

this isn't bad
this isn't bad and i'm happy, oh yes
lookit we have
lookit we have this something

now this weight pulls down again the sound
gains way to the heart of my ears...
and i run through and through

and escape fails then the turn creeps in
the day of the my path leads to fear...
and we come through and through

while,

here we look past the means to our end...
craving for attention not resistance.
now we stay the best of friends...
and you're coming on through

no this isn't bad
no this isn't bad and i'm happy, oh yes i am
well lookit we have
well lookit we have this something
still give, still live, still win, still miss
still give, still live, still win
all in the end...
this isn't bad
this isn't bad and i'm happy




Copyright © daniel ... [ 2003-04-03 02:05:00]
(Date/Time posted on site)





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Re: Disregard (User Rating: 1 )
by Daniela_Maria_Violin on Thursday, 3rd April 2003 @ 09:00:36 PM AEST
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Beautiful write Danny.... :)


Re: Disregard (User Rating: 1 )
by Jenni_Kalicharan on Friday, 4th April 2003 @ 06:08:10 AM AEST
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This is really nice, Danny...Good to see you writing again...
Miss Jenni




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