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Array ( [sid] => 106191 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => The Grind [time] => 2005-09-21 23:48:43 [hometext] => [bodytext] => Ride the ride
The pretentious grind,
Around and round we go
We feel the lie,
But would rather die
Than let the nature grow

We feel the lie
And softly cry
On the shoulder of regret
We walk the race
And fight the chase
Too easy to forget

The ragged tree,
Forgotten Three
Choice made but meaning lost
We shall ignore
Those bloody shores,
Too relevant the cost

The grind, the grind;
The cycle slides
Into centrifugal force
Make a prediction
To feed the addiction
And skew the forward-leading course

Don't kill the light
Or fight the fight
And watch this heavy burden smile
Your faith is cold,
Reality's on hold
Forget, forget, for just a little while

Can we relevance, suspend
In our decision to pretend,
Or are we doomed to wonder aimlessly?
The choice be yours
Of faith and cause
Or run away and hope that you'll be free [comments] => 1 [counter] => 149 [topic] => 43 [informant] => trixxx [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
The Grind

Contributed by trixxx on Wednesday, 21st September 2005 @ 11:48:43 PM in AEST
Topic: oops



Ride the ride
The pretentious grind,
Around and round we go
We feel the lie,
But would rather die
Than let the nature grow

We feel the lie
And softly cry
On the shoulder of regret
We walk the race
And fight the chase
Too easy to forget

The ragged tree,
Forgotten Three
Choice made but meaning lost
We shall ignore
Those bloody shores,
Too relevant the cost

The grind, the grind;
The cycle slides
Into centrifugal force
Make a prediction
To feed the addiction
And skew the forward-leading course

Don't kill the light
Or fight the fight
And watch this heavy burden smile
Your faith is cold,
Reality's on hold
Forget, forget, for just a little while

Can we relevance, suspend
In our decision to pretend,
Or are we doomed to wonder aimlessly?
The choice be yours
Of faith and cause
Or run away and hope that you'll be free




Copyright © trixxx ... [ 2005-09-21 23:48:43]
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Re: The Grind (User Rating: 1 )
by darkangeleyes57 on Wednesday, 3rd January 2007 @ 08:42:07 AM AEST
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This was a really well written poem.. I enjoyed reading this. I am surprised no one else had commented. Wonderful poem...

Take care
Christina




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