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not a tree

Contributed by merry on Tuesday, 3rd August 2004 @ 07:36:36 PM in AEST
Topic: Lifepoems




____________________

ingested too much cynicism
perhaps in the coffee or the tea
too much unhappines
settled deep inside of me
wishes washed away
down the drain
with lovers words
cheap tricks and smirks
too tired to give a *****
paste on a smile and go to work
with bits of dreams
still stuck to me
like wispy clouds
fantasy flip side of reality
hope submerged
this is all i've got





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Re: not a tree (User Rating: 1 )
by MomentInTime on Tuesday, 3rd August 2004 @ 08:12:52 PM AEST
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Fantasy flip side of reality. Like, fantasy is reality from a different perspective? 's akin to having one foot on the train and the other on the platform - when the train starts moving, one half will stay with the other.

Jordan


Re: not a tree (User Rating: 1 )
by Stitch on Thursday, 5th August 2004 @ 06:51:11 PM AEST
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paste on a smile and go to work
with bits of dreams
still stuck to me
like wispy clouds
fantasy flip side of reality
hope submerged
this is all i've got

This part...this is the part where you cry all the way to work and then get out of the car and walk into a meeting looking perfect and like nothing ever happened. You live the life given to you inspite of what you want. Acceptance reigns, but underneath the history always squirms free...if only in the car.
Stitch


Re: not a tree (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Friday, 27th April 2007 @ 04:54:59 PM AEST
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Unfortunately, this is soo true. Great write!




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