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tiammat
Contributed by
wazarov
on
Friday, 21st March 2003 @ 01:35:00 PM in AEST
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I can only write
and how many words I have to write..
nothing is more painful than living in a hopeless reality
by looking at you I see a hope for a sacred
resurrection to my soul
to me you are a divine force that can decide my rebirth..
again and again.. you are the rain that i`m hoping for
i`m hanging by one word and for one word
one syllable
can release me to a normal life full of hope
or rush me down in my self abyss
to dwell in despair and chaos..
i`m ready to walk, yes ready I am
ready to walk from my place here to you
yes really I will just to hear the word from you..
you always wanted to know my goals and what I wish to achieve
you are my goal and all the achievement of my existence with no exaggeration
truly and honestly with no exaggeration
and all the rest is just some childish games in the way to you..
today I awe you my life and faith
you refreshed my hell with your shadow
and now to me every day is a new hope
every dawn is a new life
as well as every night is a new fear
fear of a new hell..
you have a choice to give me reason to live
or give me a reason to bleed.. and all forever
with no delusions i`ll not survive your love
I have to live with it or die without it..
don`t deny me your heart and fear not mine
cause i`m hanging from a tree, still alive but never free
it`s all easy, truly easy like a breathing of a child
there is things that i`ve never told
you were not ready to believe
and still after all this time i`m afraid that you will not
you will never believe me if I tell you when I saw you
because I didn`t at first, it was far beyond my wild imagination
that`s why now I care not about anything because everything is possible
I care not now to write my future like I did before with an extreme caution
and with huge devotion to my plans, ideas and beliefs
may be some day you`ll be ready to hear from me the whole story..
until that time i`m living in the past memories of us
yes I am really..
Copyright ©
wazarov
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2003-03-21 13:35:00]
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Re: tiammat
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by The_Phantom on
Saturday, 29th March 2003 @ 04:16:56 AM AEST
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The words speak to us, and they make since down to the last word. Beauitiful.
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Re: tiammat
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by karoody on
Saturday, 29th March 2003 @ 11:29:57 AM AEST
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| This is so beautiful, honest, loving. I was with you the whole time as well. |
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Re: tiammat
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by AngryPrincess on
Sunday, 13th April 2003 @ 11:54:49 PM AEST
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beautiful and brilliant, great job, very very good... such depth...
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