Array ( [sid] => 3198 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => The Last Flickering Flame [time] => 2002-09-01 20:47:05 [hometext] => [bodytext] => People as they pass me by, I would see

But sometimes it's just too late for me

And read the minds of all the villians as they would smile

I'm thinking quietly it might take a while

All the world became silent and left me here in my own head

I haven't been breathing - I'm anything - I'm not even dead

Though it seems meaningless to wonder if you're still there

I'm not crying - I'm anything - I'm rejecting your supply of air
I sway in the tides of the world as I see

I sway in the tides of you and me

I tumble down and choke on pints of hypocrisy

'Cause I tumble and sway in this ocean of misery
Over whats been destroyed

Under whats been employed

And I don't wanna wash up feeling as though I've learned nothing at all...

And I don't wanna wash up again and stand tall on these feet....only to fall...

Everything you saw meant nothing

Anything you've said was something

To motivate me in this tiny body compared to the rage that has had a growth spurt

'Cause you were putting me down, kicking me to the ground and creating a gap that you happily filled with hurt
I sway in the tides of the mind and I'm holding on tight

I sway in the tides as they carry me through each night

I tumble down, and I sway, and I see what your eyes couldn't possibly see

'Cause on the count of two or three I realize slowly that you're a pale shadow of whom you used to be
Oh, and by the way, When He came over again today

A message came to me reading "Why do you want it any other way?"

And Oh, by the way, when I traveled down PCH, I couldn't help but think

That my cup runneth over and spilled on to your feet without so much as taking one drink
I sway in the tides of the wars we wage

I sway in the tides of my own age

I tumble and I sway when I stand on these two feet and shout

'Cause I washed up and spit out the excess, and what you thought wasn't in me has been let out
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The Last Flickering Flame
Date: Sunday, 1st September 2002 @ 08:47:05 PM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: CharlotteLightAndDark
People as they pass me by, I would see

But sometimes it's just too late for me

And read the minds of all the villians as they would smile

I'm thinking quietly it might take a while

All the world became silent and left me here in my own head

I haven't been breathing - I'm anything - I'm not even dead

Though it seems meaningless to wonder if you're still there

I'm not crying - I'm anything - I'm rejecting your supply of air
I sway in the tides of the world as I see

I sway in the tides of you and me

I tumble down and choke on pints of hypocrisy

'Cause I tumble and sway in this ocean of misery
Over whats been destroyed

Under whats been employed

And I don't wanna wash up feeling as though I've learned nothing at all...

And I don't wanna wash up again and stand tall on these feet....only to fall...

Everything you saw meant nothing

Anything you've said was something

To motivate me in this tiny body compared to the rage that has had a growth spurt

'Cause you were putting me down, kicking me to the ground and creating a gap that you happily filled with hurt
I sway in the tides of the mind and I'm holding on tight

I sway in the tides as they carry me through each night

I tumble down, and I sway, and I see what your eyes couldn't possibly see

'Cause on the count of two or three I realize slowly that you're a pale shadow of whom you used to be
Oh, and by the way, When He came over again today

A message came to me reading "Why do you want it any other way?"

And Oh, by the way, when I traveled down PCH, I couldn't help but think

That my cup runneth over and spilled on to your feet without so much as taking one drink
I sway in the tides of the wars we wage

I sway in the tides of my own age

I tumble and I sway when I stand on these two feet and shout

'Cause I washed up and spit out the excess, and what you thought wasn't in me has been let out


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