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Array ( [sid] => 84513 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => footsteps are a memory, too [time] => 2005-02-15 10:46:03 [hometext] => another of the 'I didn't know what to say when she called' rants [bodytext] => Claims of it's all for the best
Let's just give it a rest
But you really didn't have a clue
And leaving is something that you do

I've fallen...let my defenses down
Spring-green love faded to pasty brown
As my soul was ripped and rent
All of it's love completely spent

Feeling like poor Lenny, that misbegotten son
You, as George, dispatched for the tale to be done
Sorry, I truly believed in your promised land
What I got was my heart strewn over the land

So, go, take your baggage, hit the road
Leave me behind because I'm such a load
I'll just live here in your past, fading...receding
Wondering where this turn of fate is leading

Our nirvannah's lost, there's no dream-like goal
Loving you took too much of an awful toll
Please don't ever look back to here
All you'll find are memories and fear
[comments] => 2 [counter] => 152 [topic] => 22 [informant] => reprobate [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => LostLove )

footsteps are a memory, too

Contributed by reprobate on Tuesday, 15th February 2005 @ 10:46:03 AM in AEST
Topic: LostLove

Claims of it's all for the best
Let's just give it a rest
But you really didn't have a clue
And leaving is something that you do

I've fallen...let my defenses down
Spring-green love faded to pasty brown
As my soul was ripped and rent
All of it's love completely spent

Feeling like poor Lenny, that misbegotten son
You, as George, dispatched for the tale to be done
Sorry, I truly believed in your promised land
What I got was my heart strewn over the land

So, go, take your baggage, hit the road
Leave me behind because I'm such a load
I'll just live here in your past, fading...receding
Wondering where this turn of fate is leading

Our nirvannah's lost, there's no dream-like goal
Loving you took too much of an awful toll
Please don't ever look back to here
All you'll find are memories and fear

Copyright © reprobate ... [ 2005-02-15 10:46:03]
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Re: footsteps are a memory, too (User Rating: 1 )
by Taurusgem1 on Tuesday, 15th February 2005 @ 12:23:48 PM AEST
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Very Powerful Message. good write

Re: footsteps are a memory, too (User Rating: 1 )
by Stitch on Tuesday, 15th February 2005 @ 01:01:05 PM AEST
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I sometimes remember my own lost nirvannah, but now that I do have a real heaven on earth, I realize the one I lost would have truly been a nightmare. I hope you find better, too.
Stitch

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