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reflection
Contributed by
myinspiration
on
Tuesday, 8th June 2004 @ 12:56:34 AM in AEST
Topic:
SadPoetry
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eyes are heavy, head bobbing up and down. the lines blur, a crash of music breaks the sound the sound of silence, in my mind the lack of clairty, with no time no time is left to ponder, but must i make a choice? interruption my comtemplations, i hear your voice so sweet and true but still wondering, about all that we've been through release it all, expose your heart once again will it pump the blood, or merely pretend? last chance it would be a last chance for us to see the lights fade, and the lines blur repeat the process, but avoid the hurt.
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2004-06-08 00:56:34] (Date/Time posted on
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