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Saturday, December 17, 2005
Life is Meant to be Like This...
Full of pain and deceit and I might as well do what I want before I die because that moment could be my next and I don't want to live knowing I wanted to do something and never even tried. Here's my weak attempt to leave the comfort of love to seek out what I need to know.
For What was Had
Sink
Past words
Think last
Of what was heard
Into the screen
Of everything
You’ve seen
Trying to sing
For times gone
Recent time’s dawn
You long
For
That bittersweet song
To ignore
What’s now
And how
It happened so
Hoping he’ll never know
Such things
One naked ring
From your head
Regret of
What you said
Let love
In your heart
Set it apart
You said
And I did
I’ve read
Other’s vivid
Wants-not my own
Have truly shown
What one craves
Cutting, the knife
Be brave
This is life
You must find
Your own mind
Or live the cost
Of a lonely one lost
Full of pain and deceit and I might as well do what I want before I die because that moment could be my next and I don't want to live knowing I wanted to do something and never even tried. Here's my weak attempt to leave the comfort of love to seek out what I need to know.
For What was Had
Sink
Past words
Think last
Of what was heard
Into the screen
Of everything
You’ve seen
Trying to sing
For times gone
Recent time’s dawn
You long
For
That bittersweet song
To ignore
What’s now
And how
It happened so
Hoping he’ll never know
Such things
One naked ring
From your head
Regret of
What you said
Let love
In your heart
Set it apart
You said
And I did
I’ve read
Other’s vivid
Wants-not my own
Have truly shown
What one craves
Cutting, the knife
Be brave
This is life
You must find
Your own mind
Or live the cost
Of a lonely one lost
Mandy ~ 3:48 PM