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Array ( [sid] => 4977 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Exact Inexactness [time] => 2002-10-12 13:15:00 [hometext] => Never doubt the fact that all emotions are defineable and that the only emotion that can be defined by other emotions is love. [bodytext] => You are there for me but
I can't need you now, I can't feel you now
and soon i wish to see somehow
Why you are the way you are
Answers come to those who fall
and tumble in the sky
The questions asked by me are
to my own self just a lie
The time is too far apart and
I am falling, I am crawling
A veil forced over me by myself
hides the sobbing, hides the bawling
Everything is shaded when it comes to just you
Just one simple gesture
like a knife stabbing through
I dig myself a deeper whole, it is not your fault
I am on my own and
These thoughts are residing, they are hiding
Another day is over and I can finally sleep again.
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Exact Inexactness

Contributed by InexactExactness on Saturday, 12th October 2002 @ 01:15:00 PM in AEST
Topic: SadPoetry



You are there for me but
I can't need you now, I can't feel you now
and soon i wish to see somehow
Why you are the way you are
Answers come to those who fall
and tumble in the sky
The questions asked by me are
to my own self just a lie
The time is too far apart and
I am falling, I am crawling
A veil forced over me by myself
hides the sobbing, hides the bawling
Everything is shaded when it comes to just you
Just one simple gesture
like a knife stabbing through
I dig myself a deeper whole, it is not your fault
I am on my own and
These thoughts are residing, they are hiding
Another day is over and I can finally sleep again.




Copyright © InexactExactness ... [ 2002-10-12 13:15:00]
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Re: Exact Inexactness (User Rating: 1 )
by MisterRight on Saturday, 12th October 2002 @ 01:20:34 PM AEST
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Nice write, but I don't agree with your description. I don't think all emotions are defineable, some feeling just can't be described with words and honestly I think love is one of those feelings. Though as writers we all try to define it, how many of us actually have? Everyone feels love differently so how can any one person put a definition to it?

Good write, keep it up.

Curtis


Re: Exact Inexactness (User Rating: 1 )
by OreO on Friday, 27th December 2002 @ 08:15:16 PM AEST
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I have to disagree here with Curtis on that one because even Love is definable....even though each person is different and has their own feelings.. the love they have is definable only them...i think that each person defines love in their own way to what situations and feelings they are in....i think the people who cannot define how they feel are lost somehow and dont really know where they are.....i certainly know exactly how i felt when i was in love with the man i thought i was going to spend the rest of my life with.......Could i have defined my love i had for him to anyone else??? Perhaps not....because i dont think anyone could possibly understand what i felt...except for me....i enjoyed this beautiful write my friend...and i do beleive that when you have true love within your reach that you can learn that person so deeply that you both become one.....
.:*~*:.OreO.:*~*:.




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