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Array ( [sid] => 116975 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Will It Be [time] => 2006-03-24 12:07:07 [hometext] => Things that haunt me, thoughts that won't go away. [bodytext] => Like a gravedigger digs his own grave,
love is pushing me away,
like a soldier marching brave,
inevitably the same love begs to stay.

The sun rises brightly beneath the clouds,
hidden the truth is of love's shroud,
beneath the earth love bleeds in its molten core
like the sharp wind cuts your soul on a sunset shore.

Dowsy in hopes of dreams never coming true,
constructing thoughts of that it's through,
late nights in bed thoughts angrily scream
suffocating them slowly slipping into a dream.

Like a crevice a heart slowly cracks,
face up to reality - facing the facts,
it may be, it may not,
nothing can be done, just appreciate what you got.

Like a gravedigger digs his own grave,
love is pushing me away,
like a soldier marching brave,
inevitably the same love begs to stay. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 210 [topic] => 61 [informant] => Kellros [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 15 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => selfstruggles )

Will It Be

Contributed by Kellros on Friday, 24th March 2006 @ 12:07:07 PM in AEST
Topic: selfstruggles

Like a gravedigger digs his own grave,
love is pushing me away,
like a soldier marching brave,
inevitably the same love begs to stay.

The sun rises brightly beneath the clouds,
hidden the truth is of love's shroud,
beneath the earth love bleeds in its molten core
like the sharp wind cuts your soul on a sunset shore.

Dowsy in hopes of dreams never coming true,
constructing thoughts of that it's through,
late nights in bed thoughts angrily scream
suffocating them slowly slipping into a dream.

Like a crevice a heart slowly cracks,
face up to reality - facing the facts,
it may be, it may not,
nothing can be done, just appreciate what you got.

Like a gravedigger digs his own grave,
love is pushing me away,
like a soldier marching brave,
inevitably the same love begs to stay.

Copyright © Kellros ... [ 2006-03-24 12:07:07]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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Re: Will It Be (User Rating: 1 )
by Archie on Friday, 24th March 2006 @ 12:53:42 PM AEST
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I like this. It is more to me about the haunting drem of love's departure. I can relate to this in many ways.

Re: Will It Be (User Rating: 1 )
by foxfire44 on Friday, 24th March 2006 @ 07:49:05 PM AEST
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you are very creative with words nice job..I liked the way you made me see what you wrote.

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