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Something Specific
Contributed by
Exodus
on
Thursday, 27th April 2006 @ 09:50:37 AM in AEST
Topic:
happypoetry
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I erase the sudden change in temperature I write it off as something foolish in my head But that sudden ease of temperament And the natural disposition is really dead The range of processes your mind accumulates Telescopic and it would seem that my telescope is broken I'm foolish for such intrusive tendencies And foolish is a label upon the notion Of where I am when it takes place An intrusion into the values I consider not to intervene Whatever you think is best for that Whatever makes you feel like you seem I love the emetic colors spinning around Sympathetic, apologetic, empirical Suddenly empathy Dive on in as the thoughts encircle One more chance to decipher This is the last chance to deny For as you see on the hilltop, calvary As the world struggles to specify
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Exodus
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2006-04-27 09:50:37] (Date/Time posted on
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