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Array ( [sid] => 121219 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Wispy Willow Woo [time] => 2006-06-03 17:42:14 [hometext] => [bodytext] => You never thought they'd find you
Empty feelings that never seem to stay hidden
You try to run and escape them
But it seems you're stuck beneath them
You go right through my mind
Like a wispy willow woo
I'd ask you to tea
But it seems you drank that dry too
You tried searching beneath the waterworks
But alas to no avail and you think
How horrible it was to be searching
Underneath the kitchen sink
You love to stick in between me
Like a wispy willow woo
I'd love to have you over
But then again when did I begin telling the truth?

You are hurting your body
Crawling through all that barbed wire
I though you were empty
But I watched you drain like the air from a tire
You always seem to find me
Like a wispy willow woo
I'd hate to see you drowning
Because I hate to swim and so do you
I love to see you yellow in the day
I love to see you black at night
You aren't there in the first place
Completely out of reach and totally out of sight

You seem to be intriguing
But then again things may not be as they seem
In trust there must reside values
And that is wrapped up in the midst of some broken dream
I love to compel you to listen
Like a wispy willow woo
I'd love to sit with you and whisper
But I have to get off at the next stop not a moment too soon
The window of opportunity
Sunk abruptly into
A sea of nonsense and mistrusting senses
Just like they always do [comments] => 2 [counter] => 213 [topic] => 13 [informant] => Exodus [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
Wispy Willow Woo

Contributed by Exodus on Saturday, 3rd June 2006 @ 05:42:14 PM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry



You never thought they'd find you
Empty feelings that never seem to stay hidden
You try to run and escape them
But it seems you're stuck beneath them
You go right through my mind
Like a wispy willow woo
I'd ask you to tea
But it seems you drank that dry too
You tried searching beneath the waterworks
But alas to no avail and you think
How horrible it was to be searching
Underneath the kitchen sink
You love to stick in between me
Like a wispy willow woo
I'd love to have you over
But then again when did I begin telling the truth?

You are hurting your body
Crawling through all that barbed wire
I though you were empty
But I watched you drain like the air from a tire
You always seem to find me
Like a wispy willow woo
I'd hate to see you drowning
Because I hate to swim and so do you
I love to see you yellow in the day
I love to see you black at night
You aren't there in the first place
Completely out of reach and totally out of sight

You seem to be intriguing
But then again things may not be as they seem
In trust there must reside values
And that is wrapped up in the midst of some broken dream
I love to compel you to listen
Like a wispy willow woo
I'd love to sit with you and whisper
But I have to get off at the next stop not a moment too soon
The window of opportunity
Sunk abruptly into
A sea of nonsense and mistrusting senses
Just like they always do




Copyright © Exodus ... [ 2006-06-03 17:42:14]
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Re: Wispy Willow Woo (User Rating: 1 )
by bronzen on Saturday, 3rd June 2006 @ 08:24:46 PM AEST
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A VERY GOOD WRITE


Re: Wispy Willow Woo (User Rating: 1 )
by TFretornotTFret on Thursday, 15th May 2008 @ 05:18:55 AM AEST
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The repetition of "wispy willow" makes it feel very familiar...and sensible? Very well written!




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