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Caution

Contributed by seci on Monday, 13th June 2005 @ 03:18:25 PM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry



fading, fading, now gone through the dust
confuse by the vision, when only needed for lust
open dangerously to the world to invade the privacy acknowledging the useless
past and the canoe i sailed on to explain reality
sailed farther than what was expected to go
landed at the land, false love, where the water is stale without any flow
conversations by others
yelling and screaming by saying no
silence behind the wild meadow, it was hidden on the low
treated wrong and now the grass blows with its gossip in the air
very beautiful i suppose, but likely it was used unfair
somehow leaving and somehow i keep receiving
someway i was torned, but can't blame no one, but i, becaused i was warned




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Re: Caution (User Rating: 1 )
by lostinmyself on Monday, 13th June 2005 @ 04:22:14 PM AEST
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I don't have a clue what this is about, but it seems very personal, and honest somehow.

I think you meant 'torn' and 'because' in the last line though.

Some of the lines in this work really well.

Great write,
Phil xxx


Re: Caution (User Rating: 1 )
by hauntedscorp on Monday, 13th June 2005 @ 07:53:54 PM AEST
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Hmmm to me it sounds like a relationship gone sour, where the one person cheated on the other, and the scorned lover was warned over and over again by other people about this guy/girl. *shrug* Could be way off here...lol Good expression none the less!
Scorp.




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