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Array ( [sid] => 138116 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => This is the best we have [time] => 2007-10-29 12:21:01 [hometext] => [bodytext] => like all other right hand systems fumbled in it's wake
stumbled strong with with out regard
fumble with a clear mistake
writing numbers feeling lines
waisted masks so full of false rhymes and take's
ace's blowing in the so called wind
lines we call fate or what other fact you chose to believe
with engines run and oil spent making our way pushing threw deep rooted blemishes
slapped in the face of true reality
like top soil in the storm blown away the most important
finger tips in the sand
seeing future to much to bare
or to much to forget
this is just a chill to your true sense
a echo in this fog
trying to remember who to be and finally realize who we are
no side shows no carnivals with cuddly clowns
times are changing so should we
wake up our alarm is already to late
laugh now this is the best we have
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This is the best we have

Contributed by lostrelic on Monday, 29th October 2007 @ 12:21:01 PM in AEST
Topic: oops

like all other right hand systems fumbled in it's wake
stumbled strong with with out regard
fumble with a clear mistake
writing numbers feeling lines
waisted masks so full of false rhymes and take's
ace's blowing in the so called wind
lines we call fate or what other fact you chose to believe
with engines run and oil spent making our way pushing threw deep rooted blemishes
slapped in the face of true reality
like top soil in the storm blown away the most important
finger tips in the sand
seeing future to much to bare
or to much to forget
this is just a chill to your true sense
a echo in this fog
trying to remember who to be and finally realize who we are
no side shows no carnivals with cuddly clowns
times are changing so should we
wake up our alarm is already to late
laugh now this is the best we have

Copyright © lostrelic ... [ 2007-10-29 12:21:01]
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Re: This is the best we have (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Monday, 29th October 2007 @ 01:40:07 PM AEST
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Incredible write, my friend.
Big truth in these words.
huggs,
emy

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