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Tomer Senior Member
since 2002-06-28
Posts 1168Michigan |
To stand so tall, find yourself questioning the truths, the reasons from the arms of mistakes I was born, to deliver the conscience of the golden sons, within the latitude of the social extremes. We stood for the tall, 'but thinking is believing, and to stand is not always what you are believing. Forever there stills the time of fate, Switching the boards of eyes so tall, I cant remember the smiles of the innocent. The shatters of the thunder, broken and terrified of the consequences to come, to swift for the sheltered under the tree. The power of the cages to withold, the information of the treacherous souls, as to guide those from rocks only to behold. Let the seeing be the believing, within each soul like infliction, To feel the blue horizon. Together is the mystical event, like the imaginary lines that cannot be seen, yet wholesome with every inch of its effort. Tying the life together with our belts, The pockets are becoming richer by the mile. |
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PainBaneChaos Member
since 2003-10-17
Posts 150The point of no return |
Woooo. Had to read that one twice, mostly because It's 20 after midnight, but hey. I like it. This is supposed to be where I sya something insightful and deep, but I can't, so... I like it! ^_^ |
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yv Senior Member
since 2003-05-30
Posts 574 |
What can I say, Tomer? Rich. Elegant. Truthful. That was trully inspiring. I can't wait to read more of your truths. yv |
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