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Faded
Contributed by
MajesticPoet
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Tuesday, 27th September 2005 @ 06:58:18 PM in AEST
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It hangs on a wall, museum hall, as it calls to passers by
A picture so bright, seen without light, and nobody wonders why
A tired old man stares at the wall, said the color's blinding me
How can he see anything at all since he's got no eyes to see
It's not too faded
I still see that color coming through
It's not too jaded
The more you look the more you see
Years ticked away colors turned gray, but the man's still standing there
Once asked him why, he said cause I am the last one here who cares
Told me the mind will show you more if you only set it free
He closed the doors I closed my eyes that's when I began to see
It's not too faded
I still see that color coming through
It's not too jaded
The more you look the more you see
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Re: Faded
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by anangel_1593 on
Tuesday, 27th September 2005 @ 07:09:48 PM AEST
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This is so nice. It's so emotional and true. I nearly got tears. Bravo! I look up to you now. lol. Nice. Keep on writing! Ciaosies,
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Re: Faded
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by brew on
Tuesday, 27th September 2005 @ 07:33:41 PM AEST
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Very well captured,...........Loved the imagirey.
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Re: Faded
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by MorningDove on
Tuesday, 27th September 2005 @ 09:54:55 PM AEST
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I had a very close friend that was blind and she showed me things I would never have seen or understood by just looking at them. If you can see past the sight to use the other senses you will learn so much about life and people. It is simply looking far beyond what you can visualize with your eyes. You learn to see with your ears and watch with your touch. It is hard to explain but it is amazing. She was a big mentor of mine. Great write.
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Re: Faded
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by Former_Member on
Sunday, 4th March 2007 @ 08:50:30 PM AEST
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| This is a very nice poem. Good job! |
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