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Array ( [sid] => 16474 [catid] => 1 [aid] => Mick [title] => Distortion [time] => 2003-04-24 00:35:00 [hometext] => long live you paradox... [bodytext] => i've not progressed, oh no i've not regressed...
in which retrospect each 2nd bet worsens former sets.
and the scene substains silly sequenced stereos...
in this parade of emotions there's nothing to know.

in this game we call distortion
there's some room for new creations
where new to old avail contortions
but with no relation...
if the rules keep getting capsized
refer the referee to thought box
the same opinions unrecognized
long live you paradox...

i've not progressed, oh no i've not regressed...
in which retrospect each 2nd bet worsens former sets.
and as we fail to expand new terrain in levels...
no way to look at it besides a crooked bevel.

in this game we call distortion
there's some room for new creations
where new to old avail contortions
but with no relation...
if the rules keep getting capsized
refer the referee to thought box
the same opinions unrecognized
long live you paradox...

wait.

wait, forget that this thing is just a game.
that's how to live this life in just a name.
moreover played and scored you are the same.
misunderstood? well now that's how you came.

the eleventh hour is almost over...
compacted time frame came and went...
whatever next you bet i am closer...
to where my time's now better spent...

in this game we call distortion
there's some room for new creations
where new to old avail contortions
but with no relation...
if the rules keep getting capsized
refer the referee to thought box
the same opinions unrecognized
long live you paradox...

in this game... [comments] => 2 [counter] => 144 [topic] => 21 [informant] => daniel [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
Distortion

Contributed by daniel on Thursday, 24th April 2003 @ 12:35:00 AM in AEST
Topic: Lifepoems



i've not progressed, oh no i've not regressed...
in which retrospect each 2nd bet worsens former sets.
and the scene substains silly sequenced stereos...
in this parade of emotions there's nothing to know.

in this game we call distortion
there's some room for new creations
where new to old avail contortions
but with no relation...
if the rules keep getting capsized
refer the referee to thought box
the same opinions unrecognized
long live you paradox...

i've not progressed, oh no i've not regressed...
in which retrospect each 2nd bet worsens former sets.
and as we fail to expand new terrain in levels...
no way to look at it besides a crooked bevel.

in this game we call distortion
there's some room for new creations
where new to old avail contortions
but with no relation...
if the rules keep getting capsized
refer the referee to thought box
the same opinions unrecognized
long live you paradox...

wait.

wait, forget that this thing is just a game.
that's how to live this life in just a name.
moreover played and scored you are the same.
misunderstood? well now that's how you came.

the eleventh hour is almost over...
compacted time frame came and went...
whatever next you bet i am closer...
to where my time's now better spent...

in this game we call distortion
there's some room for new creations
where new to old avail contortions
but with no relation...
if the rules keep getting capsized
refer the referee to thought box
the same opinions unrecognized
long live you paradox...

in this game...




Copyright © daniel ... [ 2003-04-24 00:35:00]
(Date/Time posted on site)





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Re: Distortion (User Rating: 1 )
by Daniela_Maria_Violin on Thursday, 24th April 2003 @ 07:13:44 AM AEST
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So cool, fast-paced and upbeat... I love the alliteration in the first verse too and I really like how this doesn't really have an ending makes it circular. This is AWESOME Danny!! :)
Ok I'll shut up now... :)

Laterz

~Dani :)









Re: Distortion (User Rating: 1 )
by Soulless on Friday, 26th March 2004 @ 10:49:02 PM AEST
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Once again, wonderful lyrics. I loved it.

kisses,
~Soulless~




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