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Mystique420Mystique420 Posts: 338
edited April 2006 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
In these days, I've built a haven,
An ever-thickening shell;
And I've spent my free time wavin'
way thoughts of monotonous hell.

I've 'found my inner peace',
And all those cliché Hollywood endings;
Kept my distance from the three-piece
all the while my heart was mending.

But now my momentary high is gone,
I've done enough living for myself;
Memories have passed and all been done,
now they lie upon a dusty shelf.

I'm not ready to go back--for my feet to touch the ground,
Feeling depressed, annoyed, and helpless;
For I can't seem to get my head around
these wasted days I'm gonna miss.
"To live,.... love,..... there's a song to be sung,....
'cause we may not be the Young Ones,..."

--first u sow the seed-- nature grows the seed-- then we eat the seed-- ;) nah,... we smoke it!
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  • clifford_1972clifford_1972 Posts: 113
    Mystique420 wrote:
    In these days, I've built a haven,
    An ever-thickening shell;
    And I've spent my free time wavin'
    way thoughts of monotonous hell.

    I've 'found my inner peace',
    And all those cliché Hollywood endings;
    Kept my distance from the three-piece
    all the while my heart was mending.

    But now my momentary high is gone,
    I've done enough living for myself;
    Memories have passed and all been done,
    now they lie upon a dusty shelf.

    I'm not ready to go back--for my feet to touch the ground,
    Feeling depressed, annoyed, and helpless;
    For I can't seem to get my head around
    these wasted days I'm gonna miss.

    Honey don't you hide your love away.You are a special unique woman who turns men to into weak in the knees young boys!I know how to mend your heart ;)
    "When a man lies,He murders some part of the world
    These are the pale deaths which men miscall their lives,All this I cannot bear to witness any longer,
    Cannot the kingdom of salvation,Take me home!"
    Cliff Burton R.I.PFebruary 10, 1962 – September 27, 1986
  • clifford_1972clifford_1972 Posts: 113
    Mystique420 wrote:
    In these days, I've built a haven,
    An ever-thickening shell;
    And I've spent my free time wavin'
    way thoughts of monotonous hell.

    I've 'found my inner peace',
    And all those cliché Hollywood endings;
    Kept my distance from the three-piece
    all the while my heart was mending.

    But now my momentary high is gone,
    I've done enough living for myself;
    Memories have passed and all been done,
    now they lie upon a dusty shelf.

    I'm not ready to go back--for my feet to touch the ground,
    Feeling depressed, annoyed, and helpless;
    For I can't seem to get my head around
    these wasted days I'm gonna miss.

    Honey don't you hide your love away.You are a special unique woman who turns men to into weak in the knees young boys!I know how to mend your heart ;)
    "When a man lies,He murders some part of the world
    These are the pale deaths which men miscall their lives,All this I cannot bear to witness any longer,
    Cannot the kingdom of salvation,Take me home!"
    Cliff Burton R.I.PFebruary 10, 1962 – September 27, 1986
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