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where do they keep the crows?
Contributed by
feathercut
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Wednesday, 18th May 2005 @ 12:15:39 PM in AEST
Topic:
Lifepoems
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And now my passion's spilt on your face, you step back we lye tired and now able to remember what we lack
empty eyes, i walk away dress yourself and leave
the room is motionless i try and find the cracks so i can release
No tears and now goodbyes just dry very dry i cant remember where it began i just hope somebody knows
counting my seconds with my fingers one hand is enough holding time within a fist fighting for whats suppose to be
Never fit and nevr able never finished never free just dragging the grey till the black fighting for whats suppose to be
Nothing living Always freedom to roam without a reason where do they keep the crows i just hope somebody knows
Never finished never free just dragging the grey into the black fighting for whats suppose to be i just hope somebody knows i just hope somebody knows i just hope somebody knows do you?
hope?
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Re: where do they keep the crows?
(User Rating: 1 ) by Tiffany_23_t on
Monday, 14th November 2005 @ 03:26:10 PM AEST (User
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It is a lovely poem |
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Re: where do they keep the crows?
(User Rating: 1 ) by Dri on
Wednesday, 30th November 2005 @ 06:38:07 PM AEST (User
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i really do like this!! some minor spelling errors, but still very strong.
"And now my passion's spilt
on your face, you step back
we lie tired and now able
to remember what we lack"
that is such a powerful start. i loved it
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