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Array ( [sid] => 10357 [catid] => 1 [aid] => Mick [title] => Thanks for the cold [time] => 2003-01-14 06:40:00 [hometext] => Words from the old site (2nd May 2002)

Yeah, I remember feeling like this, seems like a long time ago now. [bodytext] => To feel like this I float away,
Your vision it shined around me.
A pity back then I didn't know,
Vision is beyond what many see.

At first you forced them to ignite,
That’s the stars that lit my day.
Now grey turns black and darkness reigns,
Then black and back to grey.

Back then I was fooled and blinded,
From time spent there, encrypted centred shiver.
Now I can see much clearer,
Than what I saw in our reflection in the river.

All I wanted, deserved and asked for,
Was truth sought from blunt surrounds,
You know, I knew, you had it,
Concealed inside the clouds.

So much said I failed to hear,
As I hid amongst the waves.
What’s my reason to share with you words,
As there’s little left to say.

I meant it though aloud I never said it
That sentence was repeatedly evading.
Pain as strong as ever was,
But soul burnt, limp and ever fading.

So many thoughts that still remain,
Circling in my head.
For all the paper written on,
From letters never sent.

Shiny talons that you owned impaled,
I never saw them coming.
Trust drips away in tiny spheres,
My heart splinters into nothing.

Cuts that slice so deep inside,
I crush diamonds in my hand.
Welcome to my winter,
Within this paper bag.
[comments] => 1 [counter] => 235 [topic] => 21 [informant] => Damon_Maynard [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )

Thanks for the cold

Contributed by Damon_Maynard on Tuesday, 14th January 2003 @ 06:40:00 AM in AEST
Topic: Lifepoems

To feel like this I float away,
Your vision it shined around me.
A pity back then I didn't know,
Vision is beyond what many see.

At first you forced them to ignite,
That’s the stars that lit my day.
Now grey turns black and darkness reigns,
Then black and back to grey.

Back then I was fooled and blinded,
From time spent there, encrypted centred shiver.
Now I can see much clearer,
Than what I saw in our reflection in the river.

All I wanted, deserved and asked for,
Was truth sought from blunt surrounds,
You know, I knew, you had it,
Concealed inside the clouds.

So much said I failed to hear,
As I hid amongst the waves.
What’s my reason to share with you words,
As there’s little left to say.

I meant it though aloud I never said it
That sentence was repeatedly evading.
Pain as strong as ever was,
But soul burnt, limp and ever fading.

So many thoughts that still remain,
Circling in my head.
For all the paper written on,
From letters never sent.

Shiny talons that you owned impaled,
I never saw them coming.
Trust drips away in tiny spheres,
My heart splinters into nothing.

Cuts that slice so deep inside,
I crush diamonds in my hand.
Welcome to my winter,
Within this paper bag.

Copyright Â© Damon_Maynard ... [ 2003-01-14 06:40:00]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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Re: Thanks for the cold (User Rating: 1 )
by mckayla on Wednesday, 15th January 2003 @ 11:24:03 PM AEST
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I cant say I really understand this poem, but you used great words!! I honestly would like to know what the meaning is behind it!!

mckayla

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