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Array ( [sid] => 106446 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Spirit Dancer [time] => 2005-09-25 11:57:24 [hometext] => [bodytext] => Fell in love as she was leaving
God gave me her to believe in

Got up the nerve after she was gone
Living my life, but living it all wrong

Stopped to smell roses after they were dead
Found myself, after loosing my head

Realized all the signs, miles after leaving
Took the wrong exit, now the lanes I'm weaving

Found a love, after the love had faded
Found a diamond, but the diamond was jaded

Gave her a ring, but the phone no longer rang
Sent her a bird, but the bird no longer sang

A moment too late in time
A moment too early to find

I kissed her, only a ghost remained
On my mind, all has been stained

Bought her food, the food was rotten
She was there, but the world has forgotten

Footprints all around this town
Left are memories no one has found

Earth and Venus collide with might
Getting drunk, getting high tonight

When I find the footprints in the snow
No one left, and no one came though

A ghost of a memory, of the past
Fast times, Slow motion, a final cast

Fishing in the lake of broken dreams
No silence tonight, only the screams

Reality calls, but I can't answer
No one can find, the spirit dancer [comments] => 4 [counter] => 180 [topic] => 44 [informant] => CrazyCowboy557 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Nostalgic )
Spirit Dancer

Contributed by CrazyCowboy557 on Sunday, 25th September 2005 @ 11:57:24 AM in AEST
Topic: Nostalgic



Fell in love as she was leaving
God gave me her to believe in

Got up the nerve after she was gone
Living my life, but living it all wrong

Stopped to smell roses after they were dead
Found myself, after loosing my head

Realized all the signs, miles after leaving
Took the wrong exit, now the lanes I'm weaving

Found a love, after the love had faded
Found a diamond, but the diamond was jaded

Gave her a ring, but the phone no longer rang
Sent her a bird, but the bird no longer sang

A moment too late in time
A moment too early to find

I kissed her, only a ghost remained
On my mind, all has been stained

Bought her food, the food was rotten
She was there, but the world has forgotten

Footprints all around this town
Left are memories no one has found

Earth and Venus collide with might
Getting drunk, getting high tonight

When I find the footprints in the snow
No one left, and no one came though

A ghost of a memory, of the past
Fast times, Slow motion, a final cast

Fishing in the lake of broken dreams
No silence tonight, only the screams

Reality calls, but I can't answer
No one can find, the spirit dancer




Copyright © CrazyCowboy557 ... [ 2005-09-25 11:57:24]
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Re: Spirit Dancer (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Sunday, 25th September 2005 @ 01:27:31 PM AEST
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Hey Cowboy,
This is a touching and well written poem. I could relate and remember it is never to late to find love AGAIN

Hugs Leia36


Re: Spirit Dancer (User Rating: 1 )
by Archie on Sunday, 25th September 2005 @ 01:57:13 PM AEST
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This is good. You said it so well in your poem that I really have nothing to add but good job.


Re: Spirit Dancer (User Rating: 1 )
by BEBE on Sunday, 25th September 2005 @ 03:52:46 PM AEST
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Very nice write... at first I was like, i dont really feel like reading this write now, but after like the 3rd line i just couldnt stop reading..:)
Good job
GODBLESS
BEBE


Re: Spirit Dancer (User Rating: 1 )
by autumn_zephyr on Sunday, 25th September 2005 @ 06:02:42 PM AEST
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Very sweet, I liked it, great write.




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