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Blown away

Contributed by Recyclebin on Monday, 2nd September 2013 @ 07:00:04 AM in AEST
Topic: LostLove



Under the pine tree, the soft autumn breeze,
In the air the fragrance lingers of a beautiful day,
And the changing of colors, that just blows me away...

You asked me to be truthful so..., I did
I wonder was that really the right thing to do
Its like pulling grass with roots that stick to.

I've been putttin fence up around this part,
To hold back and retrain this roaming heart.
Baby don't you worry about me,
Yes I know you do, you see
This cowboy has rode, weathered storms,
Against torrent rivers of debris.

Baby It's not heartache I feel,
It's the tears that turn that water wheel.
And when the night comes and steals the day,
It will never be easy to have to walk away.

But yeah girl, all grown men cry,
when their about to lose somethin they love.
What I wouldn't do, not to walk away,
Oh baby what we goin to do?
It's the wind guiding the frail into world view,
But that's the thing about changing colors,
you don't get to choose who blows you away.




Copyright © Recyclebin ... [ 2013-09-02 07:00:04]
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Re: Blown away (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Wednesday, 27th November 2013 @ 02:16:52 AM AEST
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Great great poem and that very last line seems so profound to me. Pardon the pun but it blew me away! You sum up life in nine words. You really don't get to choose who blows you away and it seriously *****es me off. Heh heh.

Job very well done. I'd fix the misused words but the feeling and meaning is simply phenomenal!




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