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Reflection
Contributed by
xnoybis
on
Saturday, 11th June 2005 @ 03:02:37 AM in AEST
Topic:
oops
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All things aside
I am so tired
Falling into depletion
Always gets me so wired
Push me and pull me
I'll beg and resist
Grasping you open
With bunched up fists
Tired of drawing
These maps to no ends
And colouring Echoes
As if they were friends
Chalk on the board
And a square they call one
I have distant memories
Of what they call fun
I remember a Time
When weight was in text
And had no bearing
On what might come next
I remember when free
Was true, not ideal
And thought didn't matter
Only what you may feel
Copyright ©
xnoybis
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2005-06-11 03:02:37]
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Re: Reflection
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by deathdrop on
Saturday, 11th June 2005 @ 02:25:31 PM AEST
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i like this ALOT!
you've kept to good flow all the way flow without this getting boring!
i hope to see more of your work soon! |
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