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Contributed by
Ranchan
on
Friday, 10th June 2005 @ 11:22:45 AM in AEST
Topic:
selfstruggles
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Where to go,
What to do.
Time is long painful,
Seasons are long and stain ful.
Hunger is catching the eye,
Waiting for death we lie.
Well nobody comes,
Point and stare.
Search for thee,
Let the idea be free.
Help we don’t need,
Emotions are out and intend to bleed.
What’s there to be into?
Ask questions of who is who?
Now there’s no distance,
A need for instance.
Friend, lover activities,
Alone it can’t be.
As it fly’s by my eye,
Cant catch it it’s not alive.
Some want it slow others fast,
Some thank god and say at last.
Where to go
&
What to do.
Questions wont be answered
Of who is who?
Silence is golden,
Always and never at its moment.
A moment to remember,
Hard, painful or tender.
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Ranchan
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2005-06-10 11:22:45] (Date/Time posted on
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