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Oil and Water
Contributed by
Eve
on
Wednesday, 9th March 2005 @ 09:34:58 PM in AEST
Topic:
ambiguous
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Wandering soul let me save you Because I've never succeeded before Let me free you, let you know You'll be the first who will make it to shore.
(Your smile means the world to me Though the world doesn't rotate for smiles.)
If your crystalline eyes should shatter I'll let you know how much I cried for you I can't see the world unless you show me There are none of your rose tints, nor shades of blue.
(Absence makes the heart grow fonder But when you'd already die for someone What more can you give?)
I'm sane enough to sink With the realization I'm a fool And fool enough to think I can get out if you pull.
(And I don't know the words to say But I speak them anyway.)
You gave me the moon - I put it back in the sky - Because I was the only one Who saw the stars die.
(I keep wasting every breath Wishing for it to be pure)
I don't need a supernova Or even a present day superman I need the air to smell like air - For you to leave while you can.
And sometimes [but only sometimes] She even dreams in color.
Copyright ©
Eve
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2005-03-09 21:34:58] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Oil and Water
(User Rating: 1 ) by Tanmaya on
Thursday, 10th March 2005 @ 04:00:42 AM AEST (User
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Intelligence and sensitivity both shine in your words. Every line's excellent.
I think this is one of the poems I've read on this site today.
Glad to have read this.
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Re: Oil and Water
(User Rating: 1 ) by Vitreous_Soul on
Thursday, 15th December 2005 @ 03:00:16 AM AEST (User
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There is more to this than i'm capable of understanding, and I won't sully it's flawlessness with ideas and theories. Rather, i'll let the intricate, fragile words say everything they're meant to say, and to whom they are meant to say it.
Keep writing (because your emotion makes me feel alive),
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