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Hownd in the clowds
Contributed by
dagger-of-the-mind
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Sunday, 22nd March 2015 @ 05:19:55 PM in AEST
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Im a rebel its like I want to be an odd duck but not the chicken of the town Its not as sad as a train in the night that its the night and Im alone again Hey here lets go home go home and have the time of my life alone with a knife Hey whats the height of the sight dont you think it might be oh of the night And I might do this sight with all my might to be in the crowd a proud? oh howd you like to be proud ?
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Re: Hownd in the clowds
(User Rating: 1 ) by softerware on
Sunday, 22nd March 2015 @ 09:34:50 PM AEST (User
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I have to say, this took a few reads for me to follow! We all think so differently!
Proud in a crowd is allowed!
You are here for a reason. Life has ideas for you.
Your job is to discover where you are necessary.
It will not find you.
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Re: Hownd in the clowds
(User Rating: 1 ) by xHeathenx on
Tuesday, 24th March 2015 @ 05:43:59 AM AEST (User
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I'm a bit confused because o the length of the lines, so it's hard for me to get a flow. I get one and lose it, and don't know how to associate the details. Something tells me that that's weird, but then again, if you're a rebel who wants to stand out, maybe that's intentional.
With the talk of being alone with a knife, it makes me think either of depression in the sense of mutilation, or of a semi-psychopathic/sociopathic sense of wanting to hurt others for the lack of company/love. Am I mistaken? I feel I must be. |
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