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Celebration of sorrow and pain

Contributed by Boki88 on Tuesday, 15th March 2005 @ 06:08:57 PM in AEST
Topic: LostLove



First of all I would like thanks everyone
for joining me on this celebration of sorrow and pain.
My second job is to introduce you to each other
and to introduce you with me.
The melody of this song is played by south-wind
and by leaves in trees.
Tonight's lightshow is made by moon and clouds
and dancers are falling stars.
My broken heart's still playing rhythm of love
and voice is given by my crying soul.
Almost everything is here, but something's missing
the force that will make all us to suffer together.
No, she is not here, but she will be soon
I was told by the allseeing eye of moon.
Oh no, now she's coming with other guy,
and pain is getting stronger, the strongest.
I am passed by her and everything stopped,
heart is not beating any more,
song has been stopped by my soul.
I still can hear her voice in my head
even I am halfly dead.
If I get well I'll be insane,
but I will never feel the pain.
And If this happanes again, I'll be sad,
but always alive, never even halfly dead.
I know, this is song with hardly any rhyme.
This is just story made of tears without cryin'
in the spring night full of smells of flowers
in one of city's parks. Subscribe by spirits, guitar and me.




Copyright © Boki88 ... [ 2005-03-15 18:08:57]
(Date/Time posted on site)





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Re: Celebration of sorrow and pain (User Rating: 1 )
by Sexi_Lexi on Thursday, 7th July 2005 @ 10:58:13 AM AEST
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I'm sorry but i really don't understand you poem. I would much appreciate it if you would explain it 2 me. Thanks.




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