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Oh what have our children done now.

Contributed by lostrelic on Friday, 13th November 2009 @ 09:22:14 PM in AEST
Topic: abstract

To the images i hold i set you free, your devices can not hold this bottled view.
To pain my old tattled friend, you have kept me in the corner, always holding my head to drown.
Your short sided rolls are all snake eyes, throwing to me sour grapes of wine.
Soaking in the depth of disbelief, i wonder why i call you sir.
You spin me in spurn, with calloused names of content.

I hold no blame for you, you thought this was the way things should go.
We both are guilty of loving the idea of love, holding on to something that is not there.
I have held you threw the heat of summer, but my flight will be in blinding cold.
Sensing that time has grown seamlessly old.
And we both no the story oh so well

I remember when we were dirt, you looked at me threw hollow eyes.
Your tears created flesh, that simple emotion brought feelings to our stoned hearts.
Without you i would only be dust, but things always roll down hill and ours is nothing new.
Just a longer story eve, our children have almost run their course.
Do you remember sitting in the garden, things we so much simpler.
You were content with you flowers, i always wanted more.
We broke fathers heart when we left for the sea.
But i had to see what was on the other side.

But those days are done, the memories to old to bring the past back.
I have waited for this day, since the day we were born.
To watch the sun set, to finally have no tomorrow.

Copyright © lostrelic ... [ 2009-11-13 21:22:14]
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