Array ( [sid] => 142874 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => see you there my friend [time] => 2008-06-01 18:14:21 [hometext] => [bodytext] => you and your crawling looking for longing seeking sacred flight
see you falling flight deep cold waters looking shallow in the light
sad twisted waters swaying like little battlefields humming in the wake
this is just the illusion that you face

nothing down looking empty blanks on the page
we see no sign what challenges we face
seeking friendship looking for peace
finding solitude running this race
step from the box cold illusion is wasted
call forth the trueness inside you
feed your mind not your greed
look to the west i will see you there

beeswax in you ears dripping abscess withered silence
feeling coldness in the warmest of places
seeing sins come before your eyes and kneeling with blinding heart
grab your beads and pray this is just the start wait til the man grabs our hand
tries to lead us his way north american plague if you ask me
horses riding and the cube game has not finished yet
but they all fall in love



calling with my drum and horn calling for the wake
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see you there my friend
Date: Sunday, 1st June 2008 @ 06:14:21 PM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: lostrelic
you and your crawling looking for longing seeking sacred flight
see you falling flight deep cold waters looking shallow in the light
sad twisted waters swaying like little battlefields humming in the wake
this is just the illusion that you face

nothing down looking empty blanks on the page
we see no sign what challenges we face
seeking friendship looking for peace
finding solitude running this race
step from the box cold illusion is wasted
call forth the trueness inside you
feed your mind not your greed
look to the west i will see you there

beeswax in you ears dripping abscess withered silence
feeling coldness in the warmest of places
seeing sins come before your eyes and kneeling with blinding heart
grab your beads and pray this is just the start wait til the man grabs our hand
tries to lead us his way north american plague if you ask me
horses riding and the cube game has not finished yet
but they all fall in love



calling with my drum and horn calling for the wake
see you there my friend

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