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Distance
Contributed by
damon_maynard
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Thursday, 11th March 2004 @ 06:47:15 AM in AEST
Topic:
EmotionalPoetry
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Twisted, stripped and played… hello, what are you here for?
Did you find your answers? How do they taste?
Out of the sand like this, push your advantages,
There’s a hole in the hand that feeds, sick like a waste.
Welcome on down the line… kiss you but are my hands clapping?
Tangled mess of every star sign, another place where we can be.
Push your advantages, wonder if I exist?
Cut through this mist with a blade, some blade… and stop for a second to miss me.
Scratch words up above the skyline,
Breaking ladders as I go,
Everything that you know, I know you…
Scratches in a piece of stone.
Out of the earth like this, push another dream this way,
Thinking of something like an invisible mirror,
Doesn’t every second taste sweet?
Or that’s how we hope it will be.
Being without you is another worse day,
And it hurts me so much to be standing right here,
Any suggestions are elliptical brilliance…
Fall like I’m still feeling tired.
Met an archer who arrows the ceiling,
Speak with him as he sings the same song,
So hello again, sense the feelings…
I’ll fall for you every time.
Copyright ©
damon_maynard
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2004-03-11 06:47:15]
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Re: Distance
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by Daniela_Maria_Violin on
Thursday, 11th March 2004 @ 09:14:30 AM AEST
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DAMON!! welcome back!
This is beautiful.... keep it up! |
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Re: Distance
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by Stitch on
Thursday, 11th March 2004 @ 10:28:36 AM AEST
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There are lines in this I just love. Like these:
"Did you find your answers? How do they taste?
Out of the sand like this, push your advantages,
There’s a hole in the hand that feeds, sick like a waste."
But then, there is just so much going on, I kinda get lost. I like the ending though.
Stitch
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Re: Distance
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by Remy on
Thursday, 11th March 2004 @ 06:53:00 PM AEST
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you may not remember me,,, but i remember you!! good to see yur writing again... ;0)
~Remy~ (aka - Daniel) |
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