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The Endless Ride
Contributed by
asrealthefallen10
on
Thursday, 1st April 2004 @ 11:48:51 PM in AEST
Topic:
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At the back of the bus,
on my morning ride,
sun's coming up,
rise and shine,
thinking about life,
and what it all means,
I can't see clearly,
such a pain in me,
my stomachs been turning,
legs gone numb,
I feel so empty,
like a heartless bum,
this ride's a little bumpy,
but I'll get there in time,
So I don't care,
My head starts pounding,
and I barely seem there,
life seems tempting,
but thats not fare,
makes you keep living,
Well I just got here,
Do you know where your going?
Do you even care?
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asrealthefallen10
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2004-04-01 23:48:51]
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Re: The Endless Ride
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by Former_Member on
Friday, 2nd April 2004 @ 12:10:56 AM AEST
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LOL, sorry but this sounds like many mornings of my life. I do always know where I am going though and yes I care a lot because it makes a difference in my day as to where I end up! Hopefully it is at the coffee bar, quickly.
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