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It will always be the kings of past forgot
It is all about the world of which we lost
And all that we ever wanted to be only me
An old door stands in a world of regret
How many stand in a room of only loss
Yet we carry words and pretend to carry on
Loosing the flow ever few will ever know
An old thing time stands to forget
All we have left the party and no guests remain
Yet we wanted to invite them to the world same
But they all just walk away
Left us alone standing in a road so insaine
Time now lets look at the table
Few stay to drink the last champain
And yet we always knew the few
Were only just the same...............



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The old and gold

Contributed by mindset on Thursday, 2nd February 2006 @ 05:23:38 PM in AEST
Topic: oops



To ever gain a complete smile
It will always be the kings of past forgot
It is all about the world of which we lost
And all that we ever wanted to be only me
An old door stands in a world of regret
How many stand in a room of only loss
Yet we carry words and pretend to carry on
Loosing the flow ever few will ever know
An old thing time stands to forget
All we have left the party and no guests remain
Yet we wanted to invite them to the world same
But they all just walk away
Left us alone standing in a road so insaine
Time now lets look at the table
Few stay to drink the last champain
And yet we always knew the few
Were only just the same...............







Copyright © mindset ... [ 2006-02-02 17:23:38]
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Re: The old and gold (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Monday, 27th February 2006 @ 03:48:54 AM AEST
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We are all seeking... busy seekers

The past can be pleasant.. good things there

When the party is over.. we can be all alone again

alone from humans

but never from God

raquelLeah




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