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Array ( [sid] => 71140 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => The wind beneath my skirt [time] => 2004-11-11 19:42:22 [hometext] => [bodytext] => I sit in this corner all alone,
Nobody’s around me, nobody’s home.
As I sit, I ponder why,
Why you left me without a goodbye.
It haunts me in my dreams,
That an outsider, I shall seem.
I may be different, but nobody knows why.
They say it’s because you left me beneath the moon-lit sky.
Never shall they know, Just why I appear this way,
I shall never tell them, for I have nothing to say.
I move to the outside world,
To be with the song of the birds, saying nothing, not even a word.
As the wind begins to blow,
I remember that your touch was as soft as this wind so low.
Here I stand, in this exact spot,
That spot in which our lips began to lock.
Why did you leave me, the way that you did?
I shall never show emotions, they will only be hid.
Come back to me. Come back to my heart in which you had hurt.
Right here, where the wind first blew beneath my skirt.
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The wind beneath my skirt

Contributed by Deathly_Rose on Thursday, 11th November 2004 @ 07:42:22 PM in AEST
Topic: LostLove

I sit in this corner all alone,
Nobody’s around me, nobody’s home.
As I sit, I ponder why,
Why you left me without a goodbye.
It haunts me in my dreams,
That an outsider, I shall seem.
I may be different, but nobody knows why.
They say it’s because you left me beneath the moon-lit sky.
Never shall they know, Just why I appear this way,
I shall never tell them, for I have nothing to say.
I move to the outside world,
To be with the song of the birds, saying nothing, not even a word.
As the wind begins to blow,
I remember that your touch was as soft as this wind so low.
Here I stand, in this exact spot,
That spot in which our lips began to lock.
Why did you leave me, the way that you did?
I shall never show emotions, they will only be hid.
Come back to me. Come back to my heart in which you had hurt.
Right here, where the wind first blew beneath my skirt.

Copyright Â© Deathly_Rose ... [ 2004-11-11 19:42:22]
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Re: The wind beneath my skirt (User Rating: 1 )
by Unheard_Mute on Thursday, 11th November 2004 @ 07:47:39 PM AEST
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touching...

Re: The wind beneath my skirt (User Rating: 1 )
by givingin on Friday, 12th November 2004 @ 08:32:21 AM AEST
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Awww....
hun....
I love you....
.....sad

*~givingin~*

Re: The wind beneath my skirt (User Rating: 1 )
by SweetRhythm on Friday, 12th November 2004 @ 09:06:37 AM AEST
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Awh i just want to cry. That was whoa, I loved it. Although so sad & my heart bleeds it was truly sensational. I can relate to a lot of feelings portrayed. It was just amazing. 5/5

So sweet in ways yet such a sad tale.

One true piece of art. Thanks for sharing.
Excellent stuff.

Corinna

Re: The wind beneath my skirt (User Rating: 1 )
by secretwind on Friday, 19th November 2004 @ 11:28:30 AM AEST
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Such saddness....

SecretWind

Re: The wind beneath my skirt (User Rating: 1 )
by bobotheclown on Sunday, 28th November 2004 @ 11:23:12 PM AEST
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very sad and poetic... it touched me.

Bobo (Joel)

Re: The wind beneath my skirt (User Rating: 1 )
by waos on Wednesday, 8th December 2004 @ 07:47:56 PM AEST
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that was very sad...it was beautiful. i like how you ended it a lot.

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