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Sitting in the Snow

Contributed by poet_of_anger on Saturday, 22nd January 2005 @ 10:20:02 PM in AEST
Topic: SongLyrics



Here I find myself again
Sitting alone without any friends
The cold winter air blowing on my face
But I do not care for I am a disgrace
Leave me dead or leave me dying
I can not understand why you're crying
Please stop my emotions are calling
Please why do you insist on caring

I am sorry
I am sorry

The snow is covering my feet
No longer is there anything to feel
I wish I could leave my life
To go beyond what is real
But my life seems to want me
No matter how I try to forget
Why can't your memory just leave
So that I can get rid of my regret

I am sorry
I am sorry

Now the snow is turning me red
I know that soon all my feelings will be dead
I will not miss them they can be on their way
There is nothing here that could make me stay
I want to die now as the snow comes pouring down
Just let it cover me as I lay on the ground
So long my memories I bid thee farewell
Farewell my memories as I journey into hell

I am sorry
I am sorry




Copyright © poet_of_anger ... [ 2005-01-22 22:20:02]
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Re: Sitting in the Snow (User Rating: 1 )
by shelby on Saturday, 22nd January 2005 @ 10:28:10 PM AEST
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I felt the sting of your hurt and the coldness of the snow beautiful in its sadness a lovely poem but not the pain thats befallen you
Michelle


Re: Sitting in the Snow (User Rating: 1 )
by Spazzo on Saturday, 22nd January 2005 @ 10:36:52 PM AEST
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Great poem, I can feel your hurt.

Spazzo


Re: Sitting in the Snow (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Saturday, 22nd January 2005 @ 10:39:23 PM AEST
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Wow...I really like this a lot.


Re: Sitting in the Snow (User Rating: 1 )
by autumngreeneyes on Saturday, 22nd January 2005 @ 11:23:39 PM AEST
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very painful and stinging write.. I hate the cold..


Re: Sitting in the Snow (User Rating: 1 )
by Essentially9 on Sunday, 23rd January 2005 @ 03:18:25 PM AEST
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when you sit in the sunshine, you might feel different...




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