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mysteries
Contributed by
lostrelic
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Sunday, 10th December 2006 @ 04:04:04 AM in AEST
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Singing songs of nursery rhymes a pocket full of posies
Something about a plague and dying doesnt seem to rosy
Thinking these unwanted mysteries might just have some key
Of the way to step when we fall the time coming to be
We are Walking with untied shoes a fumble in the clay
But every time I open my mouth my foot gets in the way
tongue tied and chocking a sudden mocking glee
A jester in this court yard with no hiding from the trees
I want solitude in this corner of my hall
The pin prick is deafening to the call
My savior and me walk but no words are shared
I hang my grace with sunken shoes we are quiet the pair
Singing songs of nursery rhymes something about crying
Finding that the ones you love are slowly dying
Scaring the fright the way I light a lonesome candle
Covering the ears this eclipse is much more to handle
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Re: mysteries
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by unknown_utopia on
Saturday, 10th February 2007 @ 10:34:15 PM AEST
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A jester in this court yard....
I can relate to that.
well done. |
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Re: mysteries
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by Former_Member on
Sunday, 23rd August 2009 @ 01:42:11 PM AEST
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| This is a very good poem. Keep up the good work. |
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