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OLEANDER

Contributed by rhei76 on Wednesday, 1st September 2004 @ 12:14:53 AM in AEST
Topic: spiritual

She ain''t beauty
But she is to me
What it is
Is I can''t see

I''m just a jerk
A--jerkin''
With no self esteem
Looking for a home
Outside of the dream

____
4 times have I felt alone
Once by the stream
Down to the bone
Then when I was a king
But still on a loan

I was mean
And I''ve known
I get what''s for me
Til another life''s fun
________

She ain''t beauty
But she is to me
What it is
Is I am blind

I''m just an a**
A--asking
With no confidence
For romance
_______

4 times I''ve felt at home
Once by the stream
Down to the bone
And when I was that king
While out on a loan
Since then
I have known
I get what''s for me
No matter what is shown
________

Things get dirty
But she''s still beauty
What it is
Is I am ugly

I''m just a hoping
An-wishing
With no sense of direction
Hoping and wishing
No indiscretion

Things get dirty
And still there''s beauty
What it is
Is I believe

I''m not a romantic
Drowning, sensative
With no since of formation
It''s just a riddle
With no inclanations
_______

And if you had a halo
Would you keep it
Or give it to someone who knows
It''s just a riddle
with no time for intervals

Things get hurt
But there''s still beauty
What it is
Is I believe

I get what''s for me
Pain or smile
I get what''s for me
All of the mile
I get what''s for me
And all the while
I believe
I witness beauty
Reguardless
By finding a home
Or walking alone
I get what I get
I believe

Copyright © rhei76 ... [ 2004-09-01 00:14:53]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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Re: OLEANDER (User Rating: 1 )
by shelby on Wednesday, 1st September 2004 @ 01:14:57 AM AEST
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a great poem
Michelle

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