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crimson tear Member
since 2003-06-07
Posts 76Massachusetts 
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Lately nothing is constant Nothing is simple There are no more easy decisions The line has faded Now the black and white are mixing into gray When did they tell us how to deal I must have been absent that day When did they hand out the instructions for this life Nothing prepares you for being alone Because now all you see is backs that have turned No one wants to listen No one seems to care So you find yourself alone Out in the cold You find yourself longing for days past When everyone was your friend But they went by so fast I didn’t want this No one asked me I never agreed to this life But I’m forced to live through hell All around me are memories of my squandered youth Mocking me with the recollection of carefree days Where is the justice in all of this Where is my reward What goes around comes around Well karma must have gotten my address wrong Cause I still ain’t got mine I can’t take this much more Someone stop the world I wanna get off |
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the_loner_23 Member Ascendant
since 2002-06-08
Posts 5479Jacksonville, Florida, USA |
I have felt such pain. Especially after my ex Greg dumped me. Great write. Cold hands means a warm heart |
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SarBear Member
since 2003-06-05
Posts 205Massachusetts |
omg shane this is my favorite poem of urs. i love the part about when did they hadn out the innstructions for this life-i must have been absent that day-and-stop the world i want to get off. its sooo good and i feel every word. |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
understandable |
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