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reflection
Contributed by
myinspiration
on
Tuesday, 8th June 2004 @ 12:56:34 AM in AEST
Topic:
SadPoetry
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eyes are heavy, head bobbing up and down.
the lines blur, a crash of music breaks the sound
the sound of silence, in my mind
the lack of clairty, with no time
no time is left to ponder, but must i make a choice?
interruption my comtemplations, i hear your voice
so sweet and true
but still wondering, about all that we've been through
release it all, expose your heart once again
will it pump the blood, or merely pretend?
last chance it would be
a last chance for us to see
the lights fade, and the lines blur
repeat the process, but avoid the hurt.
Copyright ©
myinspiration
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2004-06-08 00:56:34] (Date/Time posted on
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