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Inner Truth |
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Tomer Senior Member
since 2002-06-28
Posts 1168Michigan |
There I lie, My head in my palms, Singing the rain that falls, Shedding the ball that rolls my way. It’s a different world, Where eyes relinquinsh the sea’s scope, As I breath the autumn leaves that serenade the misty streets. I have a dream, To be one with the wind, Let my hair twist with the blonde lights, And let stares become blurs with the tunnel lights. I am a man without the strength, A boy traveling through the forests zoo, Chasing my face instead of the hearts truth. I stare into mirrors, Hoping for the answers, Tearing through tears to be the man I am. Soulful lights, dark rooms, midnight music, Tonight is another chance for the clouds might, To take my hands and see the beauty that unfolds, As my eyes open wide to see the glass eyed truth. [This message has been edited by Tomer (11-04-2006 04:22 PM).] |
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cherrys_rule Member
since 2006-03-18
Posts 442 |
Man this was really great. I hope to see more from you in the future, thanx for sharing. |
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