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Whiney Pop Ballad#3
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Whiney Pop Ballad#3 |
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bbent Senior Member
since 2001-01-07
Posts 521Alaska |
Whiney Pop Ballad#3 Here in the darkness and the cold, will I ever know the light again? Disillusioned and growing old, hope decaying, waiting on the end. Grateful for what used to be, fate was kinder,sailed in warmer winds. Chilled by deception and stormy sea’s, drained,discarded,left with should have beens. Used,abused,unable to defend, you so concerned with my well being. Live like it's your last day... |
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wayoutwalt Member Elite
since 1999-06-22
Posts 4870TEXAS (it's all big) |
great flow i like it [This message has been edited by wayoutwalt (12-01-2002 11:10 PM).] |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
Whine away, Ray. Do I hear a guitar whining alongside this? And what about whines 1 and 2? Happy Monday. |
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bbent Senior Member
since 2001-01-07
Posts 521Alaska |
Thanks you two...really did come from watching to many vh1 video's the other night.I like it as a song better than as a poem but being to lazy to actually write any new poems tossed it on for those who might want to use a little imagination.Again thanks for you'r time and thoughts. Live like it's your last day... |
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