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footsteps are a memory, too
Contributed by
reprobate
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Tuesday, 15th February 2005 @ 10:46:03 AM in AEST
Topic:
LostLove
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Claims of it's all for the best
Let's just give it a rest
But you really didn't have a clue
And leaving is something that you do
I've fallen...let my defenses down
Spring-green love faded to pasty brown
As my soul was ripped and rent
All of it's love completely spent
Feeling like poor Lenny, that misbegotten son
You, as George, dispatched for the tale to be done
Sorry, I truly believed in your promised land
What I got was my heart strewn over the land
So, go, take your baggage, hit the road
Leave me behind because I'm such a load
I'll just live here in your past, fading...receding
Wondering where this turn of fate is leading
Our nirvannah's lost, there's no dream-like goal
Loving you took too much of an awful toll
Please don't ever look back to here
All you'll find are memories and fear
Copyright ©
reprobate
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2005-02-15 10:46:03]
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Re: footsteps are a memory, too
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by Taurusgem1 on
Tuesday, 15th February 2005 @ 12:23:48 PM AEST
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| Very Powerful Message. good write |
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Re: footsteps are a memory, too
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by Stitch on
Tuesday, 15th February 2005 @ 01:01:05 PM AEST
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I sometimes remember my own lost nirvannah, but now that I do have a real heaven on earth, I realize the one I lost would have truly been a nightmare. I hope you find better, too.
Stitch |
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