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Tears for Free

Contributed by Marina on Thursday, 11th December 2003 @ 09:41:58 PM in AEST
Topic: oops

If you thought I cried for a reason,
I’m here to let you know you’re wrong.
So you won’t have to worry anymore
About the wrong words to say,
Cause I don’t hear a thing anymore.
What’s the use in thinking only one thing;.
Believing in every day, I ask why,
When there are so many different things to think
Should I keep one thought in my head longer than any other?
What’s the use of thoughts anyways?
Flights of fancy, pieces of junk,
Flitting about while I’m tangled in my covers;
Lost in my own lies, in my own eyes.
Meet me at the corner should I happen to be there.
Meet me where there’s an empty place in the world,
But don’t get lost in that spot.
Don’t leave behind what you thought was gone.
Emptiness is more than what is here.
I will hold a tear in my palm,
Flinch as its ghost travels down my fingers.
And I will give it to you as I hold your hand,
And that will be the last of my sorrows you will know

Copyright Â© Marina ... [ 2003-12-11 21:41:58]
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Re: Tears for Free (User Rating: 1 )
by blueheart on Thursday, 11th December 2003 @ 09:57:29 PM AEST
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I emjoyed this piece of poetry. Great job.

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