I'm going home
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Thu Mar-25-04 12:13 AM
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As I see it, it is right before my eyes and though I hear what they are saying it is lies and I have to listen just to see if what they say is in anyway going home?
going home. It's in my heart and in my head going home from the outside I can not be fed
I'm going home what will I find? hurtful or kind?
I'm going home today.
I hear what they're saying is it lies? and I have to listen just to compare within my mind and thoughtful eyes.
I'm going home what will I find? hurtful or kind?
See you soon, I hope tomorrow few look past their sorrow
today.
Hey. Doesn't anyone have a poem?
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Thu Mar-25-04 12:20 AM
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So here I stand Completely alone My skin absorbs the rain
Helpless to control Pieces within the whole I can feel it starting again
A sudden descent I never meant To manifest itself
Caught unaware In frozen air By visions sent in stealth
CHORUS How far I've fallen Dancing in the ruins of Purgatory My time is borrowed But still I waste away
I've seen your eyes Search desperate skies For meaning they can't find
Succumbed to fate's Unsteady gait And found it too unkind
Plunge through the depths Of what you let Control you for too long
Life's fickle hand Dealt reprimands You prayed for all along
CHORUS How far you've fallen Dancing in the ruins of Purgatory Your time is borrowed But still you waste away
Watch the world pass Through broken glass And wonder what went wrong
Monuments fall On shattered walls We once thought were so strong
Our false beliefs Are merely thieves That steal our precious time
And off they flee In symmetry Never punished for their crimes
CHORUS How far we've fallen Dancing in the ruins of Purgatory Our time is borrowed But still we waste away
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Thu Mar-25-04 12:27 AM
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2. yesterday, we saw so many colors |
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so many dogs barking and frogs with no voice other than that which we gave them they had so many names word games I heard them called
sheeple so many times day after day I felt as though I had to say we are all sheeple in our own chosen way we are
thinking what we think has meaning and something to say we are all people
think
we are always
people.
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