The theif stole my heart
Crept up like a placid wake
I guess Ill make a new start
And find shelter coiled in its hate
You failed to see
That you burned all my bridges
Calling out for me to flee
Caught inside the hurricane you made for me
The theif stole my heart Crept up like a placid wake I guess Ill make a new start And find shelter coiled in its hate You failed to see That you burned all my bridges Calling out for me to flee Caught inside the hurricane you made for me |
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October 29, 2003
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Good poem by the way.
-Shrugs-
great imagery
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All's well that ends with cute E.R. doctors, I always say.
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i'm off to tackle the world and paint it RED!!!!
smile ....it makes the sane people wonder what you are up too....
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random silliness is a good thing....
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