Truthful as Lies, by lost the lonely dead
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Remember the innocence of youth
the way we all played silly games
not understanding value of the lives we led
all the while the mountains rise above us
threateningly smiling we smile back
Remembering the cuts that caused these scars
looking back wondering how it all came to be
forgetting all the childhood tales
and having to grow up all too fast
a lot like a rose it blooms so quickly and must then be cut
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| Posted: 2006-06-21 04:27:54 UTC |
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| 2006-05-12 03:22:10 | Faith |
| Definitly unfinished, but i like where you've gone with it thus far! |
| 2006-05-12 04:18:59 | lost the lonely dead |
| yea dont even know if'll finish it or not...ill work on it sometime when im pretending i have nothing better to be doing |
| 2006-06-21 04:18:03 | lost the lonely dead |
| aw thanks...wow you're alive! well yeah i guess i'll work on it next maybe even tonight |