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Stilt

Contributed by CodyJ on Saturday, 29th November 2003 @ 03:57:43 PM in AEST
Topic: oops



If you were to promise me the sun,
promise me the moon,
promise me the sky so blue,
promise to me that you will be true,
I would blackly tear this room apart.

I know you'd be lying to me.
Lying for whatever drives you.
Lying for what makes you whole,
lying for what soothes your white soul,
I can't trust you in matters of the heart.

If I were to promise to you my body.
promise you my mind and spirit.
If I were to lay down my silver expression,
and give you my last true confession,
you would leave me hanging in the air.

I would mourn the loss of you,
mourn for what could've been.
Mourn for what is beyond my red hands,
mourn for what I don't understand,
until I could tell myself I just don't care.




Copyright © CodyJ ... [ 2003-11-29 15:57:43]
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Re: Stilt (User Rating: 1 )
by JRR on Saturday, 29th November 2003 @ 04:02:39 PM AEST
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wow, i like - I can relate to this fully. Well done!


Re: Stilt (User Rating: 1 )
by Kie on Saturday, 29th November 2003 @ 04:14:00 PM AEST
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I liked it as well. You accurately portray the feeling of being twisted into knots on the inside.

Kie


Re: Stilt (User Rating: 1 )
by Cobalt on Saturday, 29th November 2003 @ 04:38:21 PM AEST
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I liked it. It twists nicely. I don't understand how the title fits but that doesn't matter it doesn't have to heh. It was a pretty good write.




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