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Array ( [sid] => 121784 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Consequence, it's our need in times like these. [time] => 2006-06-14 20:36:04 [hometext] => Saying goodbye, saying hello. I dunno. Maybe its the past meeting the current in hopes for a better future. Im the consequence, so blame it on me. [bodytext] => ----------_________-------------

So lets not even try... you're right.
Let's ball it up and throw it out the window. It's becoming all so clear
In my mind.
I've thought this thing through more than once or twice. I feel that this
Is my last request to you.

Hold your breath.... bottle it up and save it for the next one. It's safe
To say we've been writing this
All night. None of this will ever change your mind. It's never safe to
Rely on borrowed Time.
Now we're both undone, and it's time to open Up your eyes.
This heart needs a break from you, and I'm used to this.

I fear that I am just an end.
So you play the mistaken... and I'll play the victim in our screenplay of
Desire... I'm still writing the letters
I'll never send.

Running in circles I can't forget how many times
I've played this in my mind.... feeling free, feeling free.

Consequence, it's our need in times like these.
Feeling free... it's our modern disease. Your a classic disaster, with a
Knack for losing your exterior. (I'm so sick)... from
Staring Out the mirror.
This is my panic... This is my call to arms.
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Consequence, it's our need in times like these.

Contributed by MajesticPoet on Wednesday, 14th June 2006 @ 08:36:04 PM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry



----------_________-------------

So lets not even try... you're right.
Let's ball it up and throw it out the window. It's becoming all so clear
In my mind.
I've thought this thing through more than once or twice. I feel that this
Is my last request to you.

Hold your breath.... bottle it up and save it for the next one. It's safe
To say we've been writing this
All night. None of this will ever change your mind. It's never safe to
Rely on borrowed Time.
Now we're both undone, and it's time to open Up your eyes.
This heart needs a break from you, and I'm used to this.

I fear that I am just an end.
So you play the mistaken... and I'll play the victim in our screenplay of
Desire... I'm still writing the letters
I'll never send.

Running in circles I can't forget how many times
I've played this in my mind.... feeling free, feeling free.

Consequence, it's our need in times like these.
Feeling free... it's our modern disease. Your a classic disaster, with a
Knack for losing your exterior. (I'm so sick)... from
Staring Out the mirror.
This is my panic... This is my call to arms.




Copyright © MajesticPoet ... [ 2006-06-14 20:36:04]
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Re: Consequence, it's our need in times like these. (User Rating: 1 )
by yangdantien on Thursday, 22nd March 2007 @ 08:40:16 PM AEST
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The cross we bear is ourselves:
"...Your a classic disaster, with a
Knack for losing your exterior. (I'm so sick)... from
Staring Out the mirror..."

You are a wonderful poet with an exquisitely talented heart.

Brilliant

Peace
Yangdantien




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