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Array ( [sid] => 147762 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => I can not get threw [time] => 2009-02-02 23:56:03 [hometext] => [bodytext] => What are we created for
what is the purpose to this never ending dream
i can see now the past has designed me as a tool
but for what purpose am i suppose to be used
i have walked in the night air running with the wolves
I have laid with the sheep there shallow eyes so closed
Danger has confronted me but only scars to tell the tales
No wings to guide me walking in a world of thats gone pale

Systems longing to rebuild but with one mans goals can not change
what is forced tranquility that does not involve chains
dragging my soul threw fields of dead thorns
Now walking naked my flesh so worn and torn
dreams like visions with symptoms with no cure
watching humanity so empty and not so pure

see the tales those stories have gone cold
ice carved images that one day grow old
steeples like mansions gold in the mind
anger in numbers we harvest in the crime

do you sense the unreality that we live
faded streets and the emptiness it gives
sheltered minds with hollow hearts
the ending we walk always questioning the start
i have to open my eyes to see the empty view
we have to open our minds to let the light get threw


[comments] => 0 [counter] => 146 [topic] => 43 [informant] => lostrelic [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
I can not get threw

Contributed by lostrelic on Monday, 2nd February 2009 @ 11:56:03 PM in AEST
Topic: oops



What are we created for
what is the purpose to this never ending dream
i can see now the past has designed me as a tool
but for what purpose am i suppose to be used
i have walked in the night air running with the wolves
I have laid with the sheep there shallow eyes so closed
Danger has confronted me but only scars to tell the tales
No wings to guide me walking in a world of thats gone pale

Systems longing to rebuild but with one mans goals can not change
what is forced tranquility that does not involve chains
dragging my soul threw fields of dead thorns
Now walking naked my flesh so worn and torn
dreams like visions with symptoms with no cure
watching humanity so empty and not so pure

see the tales those stories have gone cold
ice carved images that one day grow old
steeples like mansions gold in the mind
anger in numbers we harvest in the crime

do you sense the unreality that we live
faded streets and the emptiness it gives
sheltered minds with hollow hearts
the ending we walk always questioning the start
i have to open my eyes to see the empty view
we have to open our minds to let the light get threw






Copyright © lostrelic ... [ 2009-02-02 23:56:03]
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