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 Posted: Thu Jul 23, 2009 5:02 am
Seasons come,
..Seasons pass.
I watch trees lose their leaves,
..From the first to the last.
I'm broken and bruised,
..I can't fly anymore.
And I've watched my soul
..Become lost forevermore.
I still live,but I'm dying.
..Dying so slowly.
I know that you see this.
..You see right through me.
Thought I close you off outside,
..You stay here. You linger.
Now I throw aside my pride,
..And I ask you:Be my Winter.
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Posted: Wed Jul 29, 2009 12:35 pm
I love it! It shows that "love" can be terrible and troublesome but, you still want it. Other than a little bit of a "jerky" rhythm, it's great.
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Posted: Fri Jul 31, 2009 7:51 am
Thanks. I wrote this like two years ago or something. I've not changed my mind about it either...
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