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Honest opinions only, please.

NotnowjohnNotnowjohn Posts: 42
edited April 2004 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
Nothing can save us, nothing can tear us apart,
Nothing is real and it's all that i feel,
And it's all that lies here in my heart.
And my screams, they mean nothing,
My tears they mean nothing at all,
As i stand on the brink
Nothing's all that i think
Nothing's all that i feel as i fall.

You think that you know me,
And you feel that you like what you know,
But if the truth be told,
I am nothing but cold,
And we are destined to reap what we sowe.

So please, please forgive me, for the blade,
That broke the promise i made,
For the wound that tore us apart.
And now, i kneel beside you,
As your blood runs out of your body and onto the floor,
I hold your head in my hands,
As the grains of sand,
Fall away,
Fall away.

As i feel a tear run down my cheek,
And my whole world is plunged into blue,
The feeling of nothing is now long since gone,
And now all i can feel is you.
_________________
The child has grown,
the dream has gone.
_________________

WAH! WAH! WAH!
EVENFLOW PSYCHO MEMBER #24!
WAH! WAH! WAH!
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    Sometimes honesty is not the hardest part
    but the looking for the emotions wanted inside the art
    as we trip past the world as it exists
    we shall look into the mind now as we sit

    Who is your fallen idol
    the one who tore you apart
    as love in the great division saw
    success can be joy's hardest part

    You look at the need and the not need
    you are the one who feels these things you say
    why do you what us to feel this darkness
    when just by your meter you glory in existence play

    Now what do you say when you are screaming
    and what is the vital part
    how large are the ideals you are yelling
    to what form of being is it to be and you'll be of

    Who is your fallen idol
    the one who tore you apart
    as love in the great division saw
    success can be joy's hardest part

    You have something to say
    and you do say it quite well
    what journey do you want us to follow you on
    your touch of purpose will make your words as a spell

    Who is your fallen idol
    the one who tore you apart
    as love in the great division saw
    success can be joy's hardest part
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