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Perfection |
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Parker Member Elite
since 2000-01-06
Posts 3129ON |
Perfection If she is you, I conjured her from some need I think we never let go of the unfulfilled wish Our will is weak when you are manifested so… And who is this we?.. Am I just observing my self? The spectator of my own existence run empty Like the cup drained and still only you can fill Oh please if you could be my waitress, such fate But in the staled lights, there I watch as you dance And I could believe without doubt that it is you The one that gave me desire in not so many words I chased a want with simply the color of your hair And there she is with your hair and by chance your name And like you and her she resembles a past I sadly left I know that I hold on to this but it drives some strength It links a part of me I desperately try to embrace And you gave me that, although you may not know It was unexpected just like these lingering thoughts, Of which I won’t release because they are you! And in that moment when maybe I should approach I hesitate because, I know somehow she isn’t you It is a wonder that I could possible think this, Because like her, I don’t even really know you! But in this heart of hearts I believe I do, or could Because your voice spoke to me in that simple song And in this affection, I think you are perfection, Yes I think you are perfection!. Yes these words will live with me, even though you could not. James Parker Haley *** the old black rum's got a hold on me... Great Big Sea. |
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Bluesy Socrateaser Member Elite
since 2002-11-07
Posts 2417In The Mirror |
"Am I just observing my self?" Mostly...in a somber sort of way. ...just bein' Bluesy |
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