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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 sheâs 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
itâs 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 sheâd do no harm to me
I wander aimlessly and mesmerized
Of what happened that I canât change
If only we could be in love again
What wouldn't she do?
We just need to comprehend
The meaning of our lives
Thatâs in the mirror reflects
Thatâs in the dark glass of wine represents
Thatâs 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 Tearâs washing over
Half forgotten love
Deep down inside agony of life
And lifeâs wearing her destiny
Of what she couldnât expect
And the lie it sold her
As life moulds us
I donât know what sorry means
I peruse reasons
Thatâs not here any more
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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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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.