Faint Impressions Through a Neighbour's Window.
It hurts to care
It tears to cry
It pains to think
It lies to smile
Apathy
Is trees in the desert
Shade in the sun
Freedom with a gun
I hurt to feel
And feel to think
And reel the feelings
Off the brink
I cry the tears
And dry my fears
And smile away
Their stares, their cares.
It hurts to care
It pains to feel
So apathy is my
More than real.
Monday, April 14, 2008
Fatherhood
I am carrying the torch you Handed me Not handed. Placed Carefully This is sacred space. Was the carrying so heavy for you as well? Were yo...
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It must have been love That sort of thing Can't be mistaken For a lesser set of feelings It has a special hat And makes you welcome at p...
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She shares the blame For Adam's fall So secure, attractive Brilliant in a certain view The essence of Enlightenment I see her raise her ...
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I’m tired I’m tired of my heart giving out Whenever it gives in That things being the same Never makes a difference Of looking forwards to s...
1 comment:
WOSH.. what can i say.. this is yr best one ever...i luv it sooo much.
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