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The realities which I am willing to disclose

Contributed by codeofcohen on Saturday, 28th June 2014 @ 02:42:56 PM in AEST
Topic: Lifepoems



I'm not working
But I aint lame
I'm sellin my soul
For some kind of fame
I believe that on my heart there is tattooed a name
But love isnt a passion
To me its a game

The lovers love liars
The liars love me
And I do love the crowd
But I wish they'd let me be
My heart is too heavy to hide in this tree
I'll sit in my sadness
And revel in glee









Copyright © codeofcohen ... [ 2014-06-28 14:42:56]
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Re: The realities which I am willing to disclose (User Rating: 1 )
by Invierno on Saturday, 28th June 2014 @ 04:09:07 PM AEST
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You don't sound like you're revelling at all. You seem, to me, to be a person that is lost, and knows it. You wouldn't write thus if not so, my friend.

Hit me up. I've been in that spot. The despair and joy of the damned.

You needn't stay damned.

Invierno

PS. NO Jesus from me.


Re: The realities which I am willing to disclose (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Saturday, 28th June 2014 @ 08:10:56 PM AEST
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oh honesty. honest is we might wish what honest does, but sadly don't.

the cornered truth sometimes comes off as baked but it ain't when it's raw.

love crowds and people, "my heart is too heavy to hide in this tree". really like your nuance that is the truth with this. Thought of family tree, or tree of life... It's very good!

Peace!




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