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already goneforgottenalready gone
forsaken
how easily i am gone done the road carry the note
you're in control we play your game recognizing the lies without knowing the truth
so carry over and repeat with every beat of your heart everyday you remembered and decided to forget
the way the sun shined the way we were both blind
by indecision or childish dreams that left you here and me... well i am already gone
by ~goingnowhere
thats lifeThe ink that spills from the poet's pen spreads over the paper and reflects only youthats life
You, the dying child that was never given the chance
You, the adult who can't cope with his fears
You, the elderly women trying to cover up the years
with youth that comes from a bottle a container of color that masks that grey
but then we stop, back track, and replay
so the blood will push a little harder expand the viens a little father
Just to go on one more day but it's hard to shake the feeling of gone long before we ever came
by ~goingnowhere
repairLend me your heart for mine is too tattered Send me your thoughts for yours are so new Give me your eyes for mine see only greyrepair
Spare me your love for i know not the meaning of the word
My feet are scarred, my back is bent and i just don't care anymore Take my hand, work my strings Fix the flaws that the creator over looked
At least for a little while let's pretend this is different I am not me and this is not now But we are enteranl, unchannging, and unnoticed
by ~goingnowhere
proclamationI won't be plugged in or fucked up you're not going to drag me alongproclamation
cuz it's goodbye fishtank, hello ocean So get used to not having to kick around anymore
I am gonna make this real and you're world is going to break
I am not your slave not you toy
I won't be wound up bound up fed up
or tied up
anymore
What are you going to do now
now that the big shit has finally hit the fan
I don't feel guilty to let you go you pushed me down and now i am going to live
I hear Aretha in the background and
by ~goingnowhere
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the face of a writerahh the face of a writer the mussed careless hair that entangles the pens and caloused fingers while in thoughtthe face of a writer
of images unseen before
by scraps of paper
or keyboard buttons or me
ahh the eyes of a writer of dark and peircing mystery hiding behind them the key to the story the locked away
passion that seeps its way through the retina and onto the virgin paper never before touched by the end or the beginning the denouement the climax til now
ahh the lips of a
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- Current Residence: texas,a long way from where i want to be
- Favourite movie: Fight Club, Royal Tenebaums, Spiderman
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- Favourite genre of music: any
- Favourite poet or writer: Jack Kerouac, J.D. Salinger
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do you ever wonder how exactly your life got so off track? Sometimes it seems like just a minute ago you were in a place that you know, surrounded by people you cared for...and now in only a blink of an eye; everything has changed. Once i thought i was young and innocent, full of potential. Now my life seems cold, bricked in...a perfect ending to a made for tv movie..... i don't know maybe it's just me, but it seems that life seemed alot less harsh; living it in a small town full of small ideas.
chris
And I nearly cried, it's so beautiful. I just wanted to tell you that......O.o
Have fun in Germany, dude...
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