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Lost Back Home |
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young_blood Senior Member
since 2003-09-19
Posts 1115Indianapolis, IN 
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Lost Back Home I have yet to see What my feet have felt. I have yet to breathe The air I have before left. The Glittering Plain Allows no weary And a hinting pain Flies off to be buried. In a land of a thousand islands Only I have seen all of them. In a land of a thousand islands, Only I can’t remember them. I have yet to see The-Other-End-Of-Nowhere, I have yet to plead An escape from my chimney here. Oh, mother you tears kill, Torture this pris’ner to . Oh, mother change my will, My tears will pass the horrid test. In a land of a thousand islands Only I have seen all of them. In a land of a thousand islands, Only I can’t remember them. The Isle of Odes Move my feet without thought, And I ride the roads Without a bridle the way I ought. Waylayers abound Lying in wait to attack, The roads here the sounds And turn to move back. In a land of a thousand islands Only I have seen all of them. In a land of a thousand islands, Only I can’t remember them. Oh feet what have we watched? Oh heart what have you felt? The words which we’ve caught Fade away and quietly melt. |
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BabieDoll Member
since 2003-02-13
Posts 268BFE |
Really good... ~J.Lynn  There is not ONE person in this world that you cannot live without. |
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young_blood Senior Member
since 2003-09-19
Posts 1115Indianapolis, IN |
thanks |
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