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Array ( [sid] => 88560 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Your daunting ways... [time] => 2005-03-24 06:02:21 [hometext] => When you're with someone for a while you start to pick up some of their habits/ways. Sometimes good and sometimes bad. [bodytext] => I look into the water and all I see
Is the reflection of you instead of me
A face of evil, a heart of stone
A queen by your side, sitting on a dark
throne
How could I be so blind?, how did I come
to fall?
I once stood my grounds, now you command
me on your call
How did this happen?, how could this be?
My friends were right, you're just controlling me
My friends all left, said that I had changed
I brushed them off, saying that their questions
were strange
Now I'm all alone, I've become an image of you
Being ever so hated, cursed through and through
I want to escape, I want to run away
Your empowered will, has lead me astray
I no longer want to be a prisoner
My heart chained within a cell
Ever since I met you
My life has been hell
Set my heart free, release my soul
You've made everyone hate me
Wasn't that your goal?
I thrust my fist into the water
Ripples circling everywhere
The image of you broken
My heart shall no longer despair
Now the ripples settle
My beauty once again adorns
At the ebb ot the tide
It's like being re-born
At the bottom of the water
Your marred reflection sits at last
Purging myself of you
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Your daunting ways...

Contributed by mina-1 on Thursday, 24th March 2005 @ 06:02:21 AM in AEST
Topic: SadPoetry

I look into the water and all I see
Is the reflection of you instead of me
A face of evil, a heart of stone
A queen by your side, sitting on a dark
throne
How could I be so blind?, how did I come
to fall?
I once stood my grounds, now you command
me on your call
How did this happen?, how could this be?
My friends were right, you're just controlling me
My friends all left, said that I had changed
I brushed them off, saying that their questions
were strange
Now I'm all alone, I've become an image of you
Being ever so hated, cursed through and through
I want to escape, I want to run away
Your empowered will, has lead me astray
I no longer want to be a prisoner
My heart chained within a cell
Ever since I met you
My life has been hell
Set my heart free, release my soul
You've made everyone hate me
Wasn't that your goal?
I thrust my fist into the water
Ripples circling everywhere
The image of you broken
My heart shall no longer despair
Now the ripples settle
My beauty once again adorns
At the ebb ot the tide
It's like being re-born
At the bottom of the water
Your marred reflection sits at last
Purging myself of you
Leaving your evil ways in the past

Copyright © mina-1 ... [ 2005-03-24 06:02:21]
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Re: Your daunting ways... (User Rating: 1 )
by sweetangeluk on Thursday, 24th March 2005 @ 10:08:35 AM AEST
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Phew sounds like you are rising to the surface. Do not let any more ripples pull you under. Being yourself is where you will be content.

A powerful expressive remarkable write

Love Angelxxxxxx

Re: Your daunting ways... (User Rating: 1 )
by dvsnme816 on Thursday, 24th March 2005 @ 12:04:22 PM AEST
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Ir sounds like you are progressing towards a new image of a shattered life(the ripple effect), keep it up...i think the person you are stands on the throne awaiting the crown to be polished ;). habits are another way of keeping old memories, I bet you changed everything you did afterwards and figured out you are a Tigress, awaiting for prey to come(just don't let them run without a bite, hehe j/k).
Alex

Re: Your daunting ways... (User Rating: 1 )
by DorianChambers on Thursday, 24th March 2005 @ 12:48:07 PM AEST
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A beautiful write filled with emotions and wondering . . .

Dorian Chambers

Re: Your daunting ways... (User Rating: 1 )
by SimplyMe on Thursday, 24th March 2005 @ 01:33:49 PM AEST
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Beautiful write!! Very well written Sue. Wonderful job. I think you just earned yourself a spot in my favorites. Congrats. Sadly i too have a past like this. However you just have to tell yourself your better than that. No woman should ever sell themselves short. All women deserve the best, no exceptions. Men tend to look at women as objects, but what they don't know.. we also ourselves tend to have a little fun. Don't worry yourself too much about it. He will soon be a thing of the past. It will get better in time. Till then hold your head high and stand proud. Proud to be a woman. Much love.

~Alucia~

Re: Your daunting ways... (User Rating: 1 )
by lostinmyself on Thursday, 24th March 2005 @ 01:56:01 PM AEST
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Woah...
Sue, everytime I read one of your poems, I think it is better than the last. I really love this, like I love them all.

The flow, and rhyme and words are just right.

Great write my friend.
*hugs* Phil xxx

Re: Your daunting ways... (User Rating: 1 )
by Jenni_K on Thursday, 24th March 2005 @ 03:08:47 PM AEST
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Great write, Sue..and using your own analogy... if you put your hand into the water and stir up a storm, the hole that's remaining after, is the measure of how much that person will be missed.
Hugs
Jenni

Re: Your daunting ways... (User Rating: 1 )
by Essentially9 on Friday, 25th March 2005 @ 09:51:40 PM AEST
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i loved this. written perfectly in every way. i can definantly relate, and i still have the chains. ::sigh::

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