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Array ( [sid] => 80473 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Andriavon [time] => 2005-01-18 20:17:29 [hometext] => I wrote this song after meeting the girl of my dreams on a cruise, the stripper lives 5 miles from my house, which was very unlikely, plus during the cruise my parents chose to tell me they were lieing about a heart condition i have, now i can drink...yep [bodytext] => With mind in question over matters untold,
the venture with his closest ones begins.
Once unexpected days passed painfully,
Comes one with dim eyes and bright hair.

Against all social probabilities they met,
Will he forget the one he loved.
Or shall he fall for one who calls his name,
All he couldn't know he always needed.

The choices at hand were never made,
His mind now filled with memories,
and hopes to hear from her,
How slim the chances they would meet like this.

What If he is not ready,
What if he is too late,
Will he be happy here soon, if ever.
Now he thinks of how he might help her out of that hell,
What if he is too late,
What are the chances for them, at all.

Critical information of his life,
Led them to have the best of times.
She promised even though she knew they'de part,
'I'll keep in touch if you shall ask'.

Will this be the end of his damned search,
With room for her to love him in the end.
He waited for her to call apon him,
He cried 'She will call or it is over'

The choices at hand were never made,
His mind now filled with memories,
and hopes to hear from her,
How slim the chances they would meet like this.

What If he is not ready,
What if he is too late,
Will he be happy here soon, if ever.
Now he thinks of how he might help her out of that hell,
What if he is too late,
What are the chances for them, at all.
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Andriavon

Contributed by christopherscool on Tuesday, 18th January 2005 @ 08:17:29 PM in AEST
Topic: SongLyrics

With mind in question over matters untold,
the venture with his closest ones begins.
Once unexpected days passed painfully,
Comes one with dim eyes and bright hair.

Against all social probabilities they met,
Will he forget the one he loved.
Or shall he fall for one who calls his name,
All he couldn't know he always needed.

The choices at hand were never made,
His mind now filled with memories,
and hopes to hear from her,
How slim the chances they would meet like this.

What If he is not ready,
What if he is too late,
Will he be happy here soon, if ever.
Now he thinks of how he might help her out of that hell,
What if he is too late,
What are the chances for them, at all.

Critical information of his life,
Led them to have the best of times.
She promised even though she knew they'de part,
'I'll keep in touch if you shall ask'.

Will this be the end of his damned search,
With room for her to love him in the end.
He waited for her to call apon him,
He cried 'She will call or it is over'

The choices at hand were never made,
His mind now filled with memories,
and hopes to hear from her,
How slim the chances they would meet like this.

What If he is not ready,
What if he is too late,
Will he be happy here soon, if ever.
Now he thinks of how he might help her out of that hell,
What if he is too late,
What are the chances for them, at all.

Copyright © christopherscool ... [ 2005-01-18 20:17:29]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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Re: Andriavon (User Rating: 1 )
by BEE on Friday, 5th May 2006 @ 12:36:00 AM AEST
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VERY NICE I LIKE YOUR POETRY ALL WROTE WELL

PS COMMENT ON SOME OF MY POEMS THANKS

BEE*

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