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Array ( [sid] => 67765 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Tess [time] => 2004-10-17 05:30:19 [hometext] => [bodytext] => Against my shyness
I must confess
That I’m fond of Tess
From my darkness

Wihtout seeing her, a day
Is a very long way
Filled with sorrow
Until tomorrow

Hoping to cross her gaze
Even in a maze
With no way to get nearer
And no way to hear her

The sun glows
Warmer as Spring grows
But winter will last
Till I see her at last

My memory dims
While time streams
All days monotone
Letting me alone

No hope to be seen
For I stay in the shade
Completely unseen
Playing with a blade

No hope to be heard
For I fail to break the silence
Muttering behind my beard
Words with no sense

No hope to be chosen
For I stay behind
That mask time has frozen
Locked in my mind

I lost my light
Without any fight
Always going down the slide
Toward suicide

Whatever you dread of
Whatever you tell
Life is what you’ve made of
Your personal Hell
[comments] => 1 [counter] => 142 [topic] => 22 [informant] => pascal [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 4 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => LostLove )

Tess

Contributed by pascal on Sunday, 17th October 2004 @ 05:30:19 AM in AEST
Topic: LostLove

Against my shyness
I must confess
That I’m fond of Tess
From my darkness

Wihtout seeing her, a day
Is a very long way
Filled with sorrow
Until tomorrow

Hoping to cross her gaze
Even in a maze
With no way to get nearer
And no way to hear her

The sun glows
Warmer as Spring grows
But winter will last
Till I see her at last

My memory dims
While time streams
All days monotone
Letting me alone

No hope to be seen
For I stay in the shade
Completely unseen
Playing with a blade

No hope to be heard
For I fail to break the silence
Muttering behind my beard
Words with no sense

No hope to be chosen
For I stay behind
That mask time has frozen
Locked in my mind

I lost my light
Without any fight
Always going down the slide
Toward suicide

Whatever you dread of
Whatever you tell
Life is what you’ve made of
Your personal Hell

Copyright Â© pascal ... [ 2004-10-17 05:30:19]
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Re: Tess (User Rating: 1 )
by Essentially9 on Wednesday, 16th February 2005 @ 09:43:17 PM AEST
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i agree.

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