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Mind Torture |
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TriXter Member
since 2002-03-20
Posts 112The One |
My Mind flexs when i see her In the light, just standing there, But shuts down, Non-existant when i ponder if she even cares. Is she like the rest, blinded and cursed never to see, or does she ignore the **** talk people constanly chat about me. Does she belive those who hate me, and just want to see me fall, or does she belive my body language, when i contine to stand tall. Will she Fall to the dark, and never give me a second Thaught, or am i that one amazing somone, who can not be easily forgot. She hears all that goes down, When peoples mouth move, But she sees me fight back, when i have something to proove. yet sometimes Words go deeper then my exterior, My feelings stay supressed, But when i show the world that i can do what i say i can, i better be ready to ride the rumar express. the people who stand up, talk back, and try to proove me wrong, keep thinking about me, after my presence is long gone. Will she see me, will she remember this guys face, or am i just trying to proceed, not knowing my place. Will i ever get the chance to tell her the exact words in my heart, if i do, will she embrace them, or tear them apart. My angel, my star, the one I hope to guide me through this dark, Hopefully will join me in the journey i wish to embark. after yesterdays exposure, she seems to feel like me, but this im not sure, so im continuassly holding my brain, in a state of mind torture. The man of few words... |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
Hopefully, she will help release your brain from mind-torture, and see past the 'rumar express' Good luck! |
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amusemi Senior Member
since 2001-12-08
Posts 1262A State of Disarray |
I think we all want to be known and loved and heard. |
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