poemranker ::Hiding by x babie alison x

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Hiding

Member since 2005 · Posted 13 Aug 2005 · 2 comments

Are you tired of running yet? Cause i can chase you forever Until you turn around and see what your hiding from Does my face look familiar? Maybe from your nightmares? Its kind of funny that you dont even recognize yourself anymore There you stand, looking straight at yourself, the thing you've been running from all this time Well this life is starting to wear you out,isnt it? You watch the world pass by you through your fake eyes Numb to everything, all because you're afraid of being hurt Well here it is: your number one fear: the person who feels It doesnt matter anymore, its too late now You've missed out on the good, just so you wouldnt have to deal with the bad Your time has run out, and you've got nowhere to hide anymore

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[6] Sasha 15-Aug-05/10:10 AM Reply
This is more prose than poetry. Although it sounded pretty cool when I had my friend read it with a Pakistani accent while I was stoned out of my mind.
[n/a] x babie alison x › Sasha 16-Aug-05/7:48 PM Reply
Your right about the prose comment. However, im debating whether the stoned comment was a good thing or a bad thing. Ill have to try it sometime and see for myself.