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Behind their pretty clothes
Contributed by
Odessa19
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Sunday, 5th September 2004 @ 08:05:12 PM in AEST
Topic:
Lifepoems
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Sometimes i forget my name. Lost in this sea of hopeless faces.
They change their minds everyday and change their opinions even more.
Looking upon their heartless smiles,feeling the breeze of their cold words.
I wanted to cry but my tears were frozen, frozen from their cold hearts.
Lost in those hypnotic phases of deep seeding notions.
Pointless to carry on, yet carrying on none the less.
Unable to speak reason, unable to relate truth, surrounded by lies, drenched from tearing eyes, yet still carrying on.
No justifications for their actions and no understanding of their words.
They speak mindlessly and without and ounce of passion.
Retrieving their wounding words on the other end.
You have no choice but to accept the pain in consolation of not returning the gun just to be revisisted by the bullet.
But always they seem to be lurking, lurking in the shadows, waiting to condemn you.
Condeming you like the unrealistic reality that life is nothing but painful events of dramatic past events, that unmeasurably never seem to actually measure up to what you made them out to initially be.
And to think about all those little things that everyone hates and to think about how those hates are only seen as those little things.
When really those hates are what feeds this fire of burning jealousy that in the end renders all of our unwanted causes of pain?
None of it can be explained... just let it go, let it be.............
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Odessa19
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2004-09-05 20:05:12]
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Re: Behind their pretty clothes
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by Jenni_K on
Sunday, 5th September 2004 @ 10:07:32 PM AEST
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"To thine own self be true..and it must follow as the night, the day, thou cans't not then be false to any man." Shakespeare.
Good write... Just be yourself...and you will fit in just where you belong..
Jenni
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Re: Behind their pretty clothes
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by Nazmythian on
Tuesday, 7th September 2004 @ 06:05:51 PM AEST
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Sometimes with age comes wisdom, sometimes acceptance, once in a while we are blessed with both. Things will hopefully become better as times moves on...but you have a head start on the others by making the attempts to accepet things as they are already, just remember time changes all
Nazmythian ~
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Re: Behind their pretty clothes
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by emystar on
Wednesday, 8th September 2004 @ 10:45:43 PM AEST
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One of my favorite sayings is, "I'm gonna be myself even if it hairlips the devil and it usually does.
You have a very strong personality and one can see it itn thes words.
Jenni's right jus be who God put u here to be.
luv, huggs, smiles,
emy |
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