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The Chair Of Lies, My Lips Provide
Contributed by
Exodus-On-Life
on
Thursday, 20th November 2003 @ 01:15:08 AM in AEST
Topic:
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Suitcase open
Ready, take me home
Let my spirit soar
I've got a big fat lie
Sitting, riding my lips
Waiting for nothing
Wake up and enter into another day
Close my eyes and wish for more
Can't take another day
Sweet dreams that shake my sorrow
Sit atop my weakened mind
Forget that I'll die tomorrow
Listen to the wind blow
I have a big fat lie
Waiting to be told
Sitting on my lips, riding
Blue eyes outlined red
Dress the end up in fairy tales
My only way to pretend
Making the most of the bad times
And crossing my heart for the good
I know I will wait forever
But it's not that I should
This big lie that covers my mouth
And sits here riding on my lips
Waiting to crash into you
Whether it be words,
Or a single whispering kiss
Descriptions that approve who I want to be
Invade my head
Thoughts of you that haunt me
Better off dead
Lost and ready to find my way
I've got a picture set
Embedding itself in me
Throw those pictures on the floor
I think I'll run away tomorrow
Escape this lie that won't get off my lips
Riding along waiting forever
Bite my lips
Sew them shut
Don't scew up tomorrow
Hold myself in from what I desire
Burn my hands holding this fire
Rip the seams that make me dry
I'll hurt myself lying
And I don't even know why
Here I am waiting
Again with this big fat lie
Riding
Sitting on top on my lips
Waiting for nothing
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Re: The Chair Of Lies, My Lips Provide
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by Aika on
Thursday, 20th November 2003 @ 05:31:11 AM AEST
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Lovely writing
and allow me to say
forget about lies
these are nothing, but pain
don´t hurt yourself....
Wishing you love.. aika:-) |
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Re: The Chair Of Lies, My Lips Provide
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by Broken_Skin on
Thursday, 20th November 2003 @ 06:08:25 AM AEST
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| ok your scaring me now.... can you tell me why you have wrote your poems? can you tell me your inspirations to the poems? tell me the meanings... x |
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Re: The Chair Of Lies, My Lips Provide
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by Exodus-On-Life on
Thursday, 20th November 2003 @ 11:12:01 AM AEST
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| There is no need to worry over my writing. My inspiration is just everything that goes wrong with relationships or friends, or just life in general. I will definitely feel better about all of it one day, but for now I write. Please, don't say you're scared for me. Sheesh. |
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