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Reminiscence of a Thing Called Love
Contributed by
ThePumpkinKing
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Sunday, 30th May 2004 @ 10:45:04 AM in AEST
Topic:
oops
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I can remember...
Flowers raining from the sky
And I can remember...
Words cutting at me like wind
Everything you said,
always stuck with me
'S'all outta fashion...
Everything that I had felt
'S'reached expiration...
Everything that once was true
Everything that was there,
has now been faded
While I'm thinking,
I am turning to dust
While I'm dreaming,
I am turning to dust
We are turning to dust...
I can remember...
Being bound to strings of white
Laughing and smiling,
latched to the man wearing red
Everything we watched,
was a night to 'member
As I'm thinking,
I am turning to ash
As I'm dreaming,
I am turning to ash
We are turning to ash...
Copyright ©
ThePumpkinKing
... [
2004-05-30 10:45:04]
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Re: Reminiscence of a Thing Called Love
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by Jackee_line on
Sunday, 30th May 2004 @ 12:04:17 PM AEST
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this is beautiful but yet...sad.
Well done |
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Re: Reminiscence of a Thing Called Love
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by carmen_queasy on
Wednesday, 2nd June 2004 @ 02:28:37 PM AEST
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| this poem is really beautiful, as is most of your poetry. go you :) |
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