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Demons |
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tori Senior Member
since 1999-06-18
Posts 520Mechanicsville, Maryland, USA |
Demons Living like me so dangerous, so much like me Not wanting to be, so much like me Eyes blind to light, mood dark as night our minds do mangle the fears of right Spears fly fast and hit heart at last, pains so far down beyond any sound Yet mind and heart are in stereo, echo of battles of wars not to be won Always an answer Help me up, Cut to the bone Get me out, Not wanting to be alone Never finding peace or comforts warmth on your own A jail in a vessel with no room to roam, and times passing quickly with nothing to show So much like me you will know where to find me, know where to go To feel life's passion for the long road we hoe, and feel life's pleasures In the seeds that we sow Upon this encounter, then, you shall see Your life is your life, yet your still part of me Don't name them, or blame them Calling them sin Let all of them out And peace will begin Tori 1994 |
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Balladeer
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-05
Posts 25505Ft. Lauderdale, Fl USA |
Intensity and emotion.....a brilliant combination. |
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tori Senior Member
since 1999-06-18
Posts 520Mechanicsville, Maryland, USA |
Thank you Balladeer for you kind words, your right this was addressed to a teenager, and where is there more emotion then in our youth Thanks, Tori |
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