The Center
justam
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Hearts so close it felt like heaven
Hands so far apart it hurt
Far, near, not here...
Where was the middle place to meet?
Where's that comfortable space where mouths could speak?
Magic & reality & communication
Do they have to be at odds?
Why do they have to compete?
Hands so far apart it hurt
Far, near, not here...
Where was the middle place to meet?
Where's that comfortable space where mouths could speak?
Magic & reality & communication
Do they have to be at odds?
Why do they have to compete?
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the dirt it begins to creep and creep
when morning comes i shower in rain
and feel completely clean again
dreamer in my dream
we got the guns
i love you,but im..............callin out.........callin out
This is a nice one.
Nice poem you too!
Graduate of the School for Sexual Gifted....magna cum loads
My heart achs because it wants to share the love it feels with my hands.
Not competing, rather a longing.
Nothing's quite what it seems in the city of dreams.
(Wolfmother)
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Grand Rapids 2006
Yes, to say there is a longing is true.
very nice J-am
And I won't make the same mistakes
(Because I know)
Because I know how much time that wastes
(And function)
Function is the key
No one needs a smile more than someone who fails to give one,
After you die...you know how to LIVE!