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Supposedly

Contributed by daniel on Wednesday, 4th September 2002 @ 06:51:27 AM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry

soon, there will be nothing left
nothing left to pick up after
but you know, and you go
still searching for ever afters
i'm here, i know you've seen
but left me to my lonesome
well that's fine for this time
i'll make a day you know one

what are you doing now?
life's not a fairy tale, it's not perfect
save your romanticisms
i'm not going to listen, not to you...

oh i'm through, playing this little game
it's just hard, when you just overplay
and you feel, the edge of morning rain
flooded loss, made of a solace pained...
supposedly nothing.
supposedly.

soon, there will be nothing left
nothing worth an endeavor
you don't see, you still think
there's still hope in this weather
forget me, i'm just a scene
a backdrop to your open stage
that's alright now i'm alright
i'll stay open at this page

what are you doing now?
life's not an orated dream, it's not golden
save your soliloquies
i'm not going to listen, not to you...
when you...
won't hear...
me...

oh i'm through, playing this stupid game
it's just hard, nothing here's the same
and you feel, the edge of morning rain
flooded loss, made of a solace pained...
supposedly nothing...
supposedly.

you know, but you go, and you don't, see me
you slow, but still go, and still don't, see me
you don't...
you don't really see that i'm here...
you don't...
you don't really see me here at all...

***
(9/3/02)

Copyright © daniel ... [ 2002-09-04 06:51:27]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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Re: Supposedly (User Rating: 1 )
by Jackee_line on Friday, 16th May 2003 @ 12:16:54 PM AEST
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This is very good, i usually don't like dark poetry , but this is good.
Well done and a great job.

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