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icebox
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since 2003-05-03
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in the shadows

0 posted 2006-04-06 12:10 PM




After these new fires are ashes,
after your new deal’s gone down,
when it feels like your whole world is turning,
remember,
think of me,
I was your own private rodeo clown;

after the next bull has thrown you
when you feel the new promises broken,
when you’re crying for all life has shown you,
you might still hear words that were spoken
long ago when we both were younger
and the future still offered us hope;

I once pulled you out of the wreckage
when your life spun far from control
now those soft nights
I know are forgotten,
champagne fogs
and candle lit meals
we ate from one bowl with our fingers,
and all of the pillow talk wandered and faded
to become tomorrow’s yesterday deals,
just like me
now old and forgotten
out of style with the dust and the ashes
left behind like your masks and the rope.

©2006 by icebox

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passing shadows
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since 1999-08-26
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displaced
1 posted 2006-04-06 12:51 PM


well icebox, I don't see how anyone could forget you...and if they do, it's got to be a medical condition


Martie
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2 posted 2006-04-06 01:10 AM


"I once pulled you out of the wreckage
when your life spun far from control
now those soft nights
I know are forgotten,
champagne fogs
and candle lit meals
we ate from one bowl with our fingers,
and all of the pillow talk wandered and faded
to become tomorrow’s yesterday deals,
just like me
now old and forgotten
out of style with the dust and the ashes
left behind like your masks and the rope."

Such emotion in your words, my friend.
The sweetness of the beginning stanza is in such sharp contrast to the end.  I'm sorry that such happened to you.  I wish you joy and peace now....and you are not old!

Honeybunch
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since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115
South Africa
3 posted 2006-04-06 03:03 AM


"and all of the pillow talk wandered and faded
to become tomorrow’s yesterday deals,"

Like this, Mr.icebox!  Perhaps it was all in the plan but I can't help thinking that those who turn away are the losers in the end.    

LeeJ
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since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296

4 posted 2006-04-06 06:51 AM


sometimes I feel like this, then something wonderful rips away at my soul and says...wake up, change is good...you've grown from this...and I feel better

make new dreams hun....God bless you for this very sensitive and loving write.

Susan Caldwell
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since 2002-12-27
Posts 8348
Florida
5 posted 2006-04-10 02:43 PM


"I once pulled you out of the wreckage
when your life spun far from control"

They have no clue just how lucky they were to not have to depend just on themselves.


"too bad ignorance isn't painful"
~Unknown~

iliana
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since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434
USA
6 posted 2006-04-10 02:54 PM


"we ate from one bowl with our fingers,
and all of the pillow talk wandered and faded
to become tomorrow’s yesterday deals,
just like me
now old and forgotten
out of style with the dust and the ashes
left behind like your masks and the rope"

I read this yesterday, but yesterday's comment would have been much diffrent than today's.  

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