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Post by lucaspackard on May 9, 2006 14:24:25 GMT -5
Waiting in the borderline right in front of reason right behind the otherside
sifting through what may have been ruin rains down upon reflection leaving no doubt that i was wrong
hear the scream inside my skull i find it hard to break the lull of this second exsistence but i do with persistence
i feel as if what was is and now i see my error i didnt count on caring i didnt count on you
the hand of reason pushes me into the otherside right on to the borderline i go threw as if it couldnt be i see a different me
my hopes crushed for i have failed to realize what is is what was was and what will be will be
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Post by *GoThIc_FairY* on May 9, 2006 23:41:08 GMT -5
hey there buddy, this is a really good poem, i like it. Good job!
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Post by lucaspackard on May 10, 2006 10:00:45 GMT -5
thanks a bunch im still trying to figure out what i meant by righting it
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