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MORSE
Contributed by
rhei76
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Thursday, 8th April 2004 @ 03:45:47 AM in AEST
Topic:
StoryPoetry
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IT'S A CONFIDENTIAL SORT
IT'S IN CONFESSIONS COURT
IT'S NOT ANYTHING MORE
THAN A LINE, I, AH, FOR
IT WAS MY JUDAS SIDE
THAT MISLED YOU
IT'S THE REAL ME
THAT WASN'T TRUE
I TRY TO BLAME IT ON THE SLAVE
BUT THAT WASN'T COOL
NOTHING SEEMS RIGHT
UNLESS THE BLAMED YOU
now done with that cheap a** talk
double sentence just to sound
YOU KNOW MY COUSIN
LEFT TOWN
YOU KNOW BARDO.
YOU KNOW WE'LL MISS HIM
yOU knOW i WILL MiSS hiM
(iwantTobEeNLigHTeND)
LIBERATE
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rhei76
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2004-04-08 03:45:47] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: MORSE
(User Rating: 1 ) by Rhei76 on
Wednesday, 21st April 2004 @ 02:21:15 AM AEST (User
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This poem is about realize liberation, while learning of the bardo state and how my cousin, I know is drifting thru the pure consiousness. Wishing I knew enough to help his journey. But knowing of my limited knowledge. (I'll Miss Him) |
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Re: MORSE
(User Rating: 1 ) by Nelly on
Wednesday, 21st April 2004 @ 05:41:10 AM AEST (User
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thats sad... |
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