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Sat 29/06/02 at 22:59
Regular
Posts: 787
My eyes had gone fishing
Into the depths of your mind
But they were afraid to reel in
And see what they find
Caress the times that you have past
Pull close to your chest the ones still to come
A fake rotten foot carried you forward
Past the eyes behind your sun
There's a man smiling behind your tie
A plane crashing under your chin
Teeth bite at your pencil why?
There are flies in your shoulders again
They speak your mind for you
Because you're too lazy far too lazy
And what of the plain man you ignored today?
Did you not take heed to what he did say?
Chew on a fat that exists in your mind
And you shall imagine that your teeth do not grind
For the content is thin and will not make you live
I'm sure your pain is nice to stay with
Track the lines my dear we're nearly there
You should have gone before we set off
Second my hope or call me a fool
Speak your mind and don't be cruel
Working to reach the window sill
Trying to teach my windmill to turn
Without no wind, just force the will
But hey my painless sorted insanity
We've no need for put aside vanity
Because we all know initials spell everything
They spell out what we have to sing
My pipe smoking petticoats want to break free
The garbled past that speaks to me
When it feels like we're going home
We're stuck on the road can't answer the phone
Just want to say that I'm alright
But I'm driving long into the night
I should have turned my phone off
I should have sent my eyes back for more
Clawing back up and sit on my mind
I think I nearly just opened the door
Breathe deeply again and worry not
I wonder what it's like to go back to the cot
What man can I be today?
Sleepy daydream brings back fears
Arms around me gentle tears
I want to dance away from here
I want to try and find fifth gear
Motor away down a river of light
And then everything will be alright
Worry not and worry how?
After all that's all gone now
Writing of a past where the roads were gone
Now I care only for the beautiful song
My hearts beating again
And it just feels good
To be bouncing inside me
Hollow like wood
I call out and wonder
What it's like to live once more
As a passion of unreality exists
When you smash down the door
Mon 01/07/02 at 18:05
Regular
"Australian Person."
Posts: 280
hmm maybe you should right a book... or something.
Mon 01/07/02 at 16:57
Regular
Posts: 23,216
I am fuelled by boredom and Ribena.
Mon 01/07/02 at 16:47
Regular
"I like cheese"
Posts: 16,918
How do you write these Grix? :D

I'm still stuck on, "I'm a poet and I didn't know it."
Sun 30/06/02 at 10:30
Posts: 0
Thats what I like to see Class stuff ;0)
Sat 29/06/02 at 22:59
Regular
Posts: 23,216
My eyes had gone fishing
Into the depths of your mind
But they were afraid to reel in
And see what they find
Caress the times that you have past
Pull close to your chest the ones still to come
A fake rotten foot carried you forward
Past the eyes behind your sun
There's a man smiling behind your tie
A plane crashing under your chin
Teeth bite at your pencil why?
There are flies in your shoulders again
They speak your mind for you
Because you're too lazy far too lazy
And what of the plain man you ignored today?
Did you not take heed to what he did say?
Chew on a fat that exists in your mind
And you shall imagine that your teeth do not grind
For the content is thin and will not make you live
I'm sure your pain is nice to stay with
Track the lines my dear we're nearly there
You should have gone before we set off
Second my hope or call me a fool
Speak your mind and don't be cruel
Working to reach the window sill
Trying to teach my windmill to turn
Without no wind, just force the will
But hey my painless sorted insanity
We've no need for put aside vanity
Because we all know initials spell everything
They spell out what we have to sing
My pipe smoking petticoats want to break free
The garbled past that speaks to me
When it feels like we're going home
We're stuck on the road can't answer the phone
Just want to say that I'm alright
But I'm driving long into the night
I should have turned my phone off
I should have sent my eyes back for more
Clawing back up and sit on my mind
I think I nearly just opened the door
Breathe deeply again and worry not
I wonder what it's like to go back to the cot
What man can I be today?
Sleepy daydream brings back fears
Arms around me gentle tears
I want to dance away from here
I want to try and find fifth gear
Motor away down a river of light
And then everything will be alright
Worry not and worry how?
After all that's all gone now
Writing of a past where the roads were gone
Now I care only for the beautiful song
My hearts beating again
And it just feels good
To be bouncing inside me
Hollow like wood
I call out and wonder
What it's like to live once more
As a passion of unreality exists
When you smash down the door

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