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Array ( [sid] => 126552 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Vision Of Travesty [time] => 2006-10-04 17:18:10 [hometext] => Beloved, did you think that this was real? [bodytext] => Wide eyed, in awed disbelief
Don’t believe what can be seen
It’s just a fragment of imagination
Haunting your waking dreams
So sleep tight, darling dear
The world outside can’t touch you
When you’re locked within your mind

Disdainful shock and skepticism
Beloved, did you think that this was real?
It’s the beauty of the human mind
Surfaced secrets tell plenty about the soul
But you can’t erase what’s spilt in ink
And you have to know this is all half truths
You’re the one who wrote this in your psyche

Don’t condemn the actors, charge the author
They were only doing their part
To make your vision more then a mere travesty
And to bring new life and significance
To this once mediocre script
They must have done an exceptional job
You bought in to your own load of crap

You’ve made your point, darling one
The world is ever so susceptible to the power of insinuation
And it doesn’t exclude the so-called high and mighty
Both the prominent and the and nonentity are going to fall
Because in the end, we’re all extraordinarily alike

Its humanity at its best and human pride at it’s worst
The pedestals we’ve work so hard to erect
Will crumble in the blink of an eye
And no one is protected, my dearest love
When judgment day roles around

So wake up and find a new frame of mind
You’re not everything you’ve alleged to be
And at the moment, you’ve no claim to fame
So call “cut” on this ludicrous scene
And just let us all live our lives in peace [comments] => 0 [counter] => 168 [topic] => 43 [informant] => NothingMoreNothingLess [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
Vision Of Travesty

Contributed by NothingMoreNothingLess on Wednesday, 4th October 2006 @ 05:18:10 PM in AEST
Topic: oops



Wide eyed, in awed disbelief
Don’t believe what can be seen
It’s just a fragment of imagination
Haunting your waking dreams
So sleep tight, darling dear
The world outside can’t touch you
When you’re locked within your mind

Disdainful shock and skepticism
Beloved, did you think that this was real?
It’s the beauty of the human mind
Surfaced secrets tell plenty about the soul
But you can’t erase what’s spilt in ink
And you have to know this is all half truths
You’re the one who wrote this in your psyche

Don’t condemn the actors, charge the author
They were only doing their part
To make your vision more then a mere travesty
And to bring new life and significance
To this once mediocre script
They must have done an exceptional job
You bought in to your own load of crap

You’ve made your point, darling one
The world is ever so susceptible to the power of insinuation
And it doesn’t exclude the so-called high and mighty
Both the prominent and the and nonentity are going to fall
Because in the end, we’re all extraordinarily alike

Its humanity at its best and human pride at it’s worst
The pedestals we’ve work so hard to erect
Will crumble in the blink of an eye
And no one is protected, my dearest love
When judgment day roles around

So wake up and find a new frame of mind
You’re not everything you’ve alleged to be
And at the moment, you’ve no claim to fame
So call “cut” on this ludicrous scene
And just let us all live our lives in peace




Copyright © NothingMoreNothingLess ... [ 2006-10-04 17:18:10]
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