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green_itchy_stuff Senior Member
since 2003-06-26
Posts 1929New Caney, Tx |
The size of circuitry Millions of wires and electricity Connected together The last thing you expect Arrogant defect And the system faulters Faces like sand I can't comprehend Too much to take in Even from afar Watch them sweat We all work Sweat the nervousness and confusion Sweat the job The clarity of my hands Like crystals Open up Ease it out The truth in my heart God understands What is sick? Is it dementia? I have no wisdom I'm not stupid Why is this in my head? Where's the comfort and calm? A life of fantasy Do I see reality? Such a huge head Even an extra atmosphere Narrow it down Get focused Chruch bells Shake loose all the extra atmosphere See reality Don't be a nut These words are meaningless Like 12,000 before One by one He plays guitar His sound makes me happy Thank you god If you have nothing and faith you have it all If you have it all and no faith you have nothing ...and the way things are goin, they're gonna crucify me. -The Beattles |
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River Senior Member
since 2003-09-16
Posts 627my own little world |
you're a trip, lol, I like this How can I stand here and not be moved by you? - Lifehouse |
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green_itchy_stuff Senior Member
since 2003-06-26
Posts 1929New Caney, Tx |
You're own little world huh?... Thank you. -GIS ...and the way things are goin, they're gonna crucify me. -The Beattles |
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