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her love fading in the haze (Other) by Prince of Void
Is it wonderful to know? The most wonderful wonderful ghosts... I do desire we may be better ghosts She, who has never loved, has never lived. She's gone for ever! If not now when? To find of what's gone by How much did I try to reason why I need to learn to let it go but since she’s been gone I've been lost inside? Layers of dust and yesterdays made me walk by riverside And I wish I could see the love in her eyes her love fading in the haze of what I couldn't say Just floated like the breeze through my fingers As life turned away it’s been a long cold winter since that day She never understood me she never really knew how to feel me What she needed was to be rid of me Did we lose all the love that we could have shared? Could we drown all our faults and fears? And the fear made her so unsure of me I know she’d do no harm to me I wander aimlessly and mesmerized Of what happened that I can’t change If only we could be in love again What wouldn't she do? We just need to comprehend The meaning of our lives That’s in the mirror reflects That’s in the dark glass of wine represents That’s in heaven within rainbows But not of them become my second thoughts And I stood alone in a shroud of thoughts Soon they were presided inside yesterdays But today my heart is elated And my dreams arise in me They never melt away They never decay Under glows of my heart Thorough the pathless ray I will find my strength and hope never end Even though death can overcome And my soul feels free And my hands are not tied any more Like a ghost back down to her tears Her Tear’s washing over Half forgotten love Deep down inside agony of life And life’s wearing her destiny Of what she couldn’t expect And the lie it sold her As life moulds us I don’t know what sorry means I peruse reasons That’s not here any more

Up the ladder: Don't be gay
Down the ladder: Faith

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Weighted score: 4.4039855
Overall Rank: 12974
Posted: February 17, 2007 10:08 AM PST; Last modified: February 17, 2007 10:08 AM PST
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Comments:
[0] wFraser Allonby Q.C.w @ 195.157.153.249 | 23-Feb-07/1:51 AM | Reply
Finely wrought, like a tramp's damp nappy.
[n/a] Prince of Void @ 80.71.122.118 > wFraser Allonby Q.C.w | 25-Feb-07/4:47 AM | Reply
you shoud not judge .....
becuase ur happiness is ur penis
that's what u never understand
what my lines are
the lines crossed the myserty
of what's inside universal mind
of what's in seven skies
Of what's in Caesar's hand, and Plato's brain,
Of what's Lord Christ's heart, and Shakspeare's strain.
[0] mr cunt @ 85.210.220.79 | 5-Mar-07/3:17 AM | Reply
So bad, I feel physically ill.
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