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When the Absence is Present
Contributed by
raven
on
Wednesday, 23rd February 2005 @ 05:18:26 PM in AEST
Topic:
LostLove
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time still goes on but since that dreaded night
the time in my heart cant tick and its been so long since ive seen the light
now, i dont know where im going or if ill even get there
so i try to find where im going by tracing paths
my body the map and what im trying to find i dont know but
these roads lay with nothing but stain
its the wrong route but my only lane
each time i get pricked by the rose
i start to feel and find what im supposed to know
a heart to supply the rhythm but
the beats of my heart play in a different band
i dont know what to do
i dont know where to go
so when i die ill hopefully know
and maybe then you can truly show, truly show
please just show
Copyright ©
raven
... [
2005-02-23 17:18:26] (Date/Time posted on
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