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Out Of My Hands
Contributed by
DanMWinters
on
Wednesday, 25th November 2009 @ 07:38:02 AM in AEST
Topic:
anguished
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If there really is a god
Then I dont understand
Why hed go and make a creature
As tortured as is man
I feel wed be his playthings
A cruel, unusual hoax
As if we were the punch line
To some vast and cosmic joke
Weve got whats called emotions
Controlled by things called glands
Unfortunately, what they do
Is well out of our hands
If we cant control our feelings
And we cant control our lives
The only thing we can do
Is learn how to survive
But somehow that is not enough
We say, Hey we want more
Sometimes we cant have it
And sometimes fates say sure
And its when we cannot have it
That things get out of line
Im now a mess and getting worse
Where once I felt just fine
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DanMWinters
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2009-11-25 07:38:02]
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Re: Out Of My Hands
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by huwbeauty on
Friday, 17th December 2010 @ 04:43:59 PM AEST
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| really like your work,can't understand why no ones commented on this it's really good, along with your other writes. |
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