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A life for the living
Contributed by
wordsy
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Tuesday, 14th January 2003 @ 05:55:00 PM in AEST
Topic:
MiscPoems
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I've had some good times and I've had some bad And I have tried to make the best of all the times I've had
I have walked in the early dawn and smiled at the rising sun And I have loved and I have lost and I did it all for fun
Sometimes I find myself so lost and all alone Thought I'd turn and find you there but you'd already gone
I have cried in the darkness No comfort, No reprieve I have stumbled to the edge of madness on the cliffs of misery
Won't somebody help me someone throw me a line I'm going under for the very last time
No rest for the weary and there's no peace of mind All these years I spent looking for and still I can not find
No place that I can call home and no one who waits me there All this time I've spent alone and no one seems to care
I have dreamed in the night time and sought to find you there reaching out with open arms across a bed we used to share
Well there's hope for the future and tomorrow's another day And it's a shame when there's no one to blame when your dreams all fade away
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Re: A life for the living
(User Rating: 1 ) by Fenril(_a.k.a_ZTAP) on
Sunday, 26th January 2003 @ 10:13:43 AM AEST (User
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OMG, when I read this poem I was shocked, it made me feel so weird, specially because I had felt in thath way, only that for me theres no hope for the future, and tomorrow is just as today, days which pass by without nothing really changing, for my dreams will always turn to dust as the dawn appears.
But what I am trying to say is: I like your poem, it's very good, I hope I can read more of your work. |
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