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Array ( [sid] => 183041 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => merry go round [time] => 2016-05-07 03:41:36 [hometext] => [bodytext] => Sometimes it feels like a wall.
Leading to a grande hall filled with webs of yesterday.
The echo of sound is light upon the tongue.
Until you sing your voice loud.
Reverberating off of every corner, every niche of space within worlds.
Yelling the same old thing.

She doesn/'/t like the merry go round.
She doesn/'/t like the stars that surround.
She doesn/'/t like when I smoke.
Don/'/t even ask me when I toke.
She doesn/'/t like me when I sing this song.
She never understands when things are wrong.

I grab her hand we swing and sway.
You like it when the band plays this way.
The light go dim and within me cries.
She doesn/'/t like when I lie.
She finds me funny on moody days.
She still like to dance in the wind.
She whispers my name in some strange sort of mantra.
She doesn/'/t like the merry go
She doesn/'/t like the merry go.

When run down these halls like children in the storm.
Laughing as the twirl of the record plays.
You believe I can read minds, I just remember the time before.
You never liked the merry go round.
We never stop spinning round in round
Things just go round and round.

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merry go round

Contributed by lostrelic on Saturday, 7th May 2016 @ 03:41:36 AM in AEST
Topic: oops

Sometimes it feels like a wall.
Leading to a grande hall filled with webs of yesterday.
The echo of sound is light upon the tongue.
Until you sing your voice loud.
Reverberating off of every corner, every niche of space within worlds.
Yelling the same old thing.

She doesn/'/t like the merry go round.
She doesn/'/t like the stars that surround.
She doesn/'/t like when I smoke.
Don/'/t even ask me when I toke.
She doesn/'/t like me when I sing this song.
She never understands when things are wrong.

I grab her hand we swing and sway.
You like it when the band plays this way.
The light go dim and within me cries.
She doesn/'/t like when I lie.
She finds me funny on moody days.
She still like to dance in the wind.
She whispers my name in some strange sort of mantra.
She doesn/'/t like the merry go
She doesn/'/t like the merry go.

When run down these halls like children in the storm.
Laughing as the twirl of the record plays.
You believe I can read minds, I just remember the time before.
You never liked the merry go round.
We never stop spinning round in round
Things just go round and round.

Copyright © lostrelic ... [ 2016-05-07 03:41:36]
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Re: merry go round (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Saturday, 7th May 2016 @ 04:43:48 PM AEST
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I love the poem, but you are not suited....trust me.

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