Broke down bending, second endSilence is golden they say, but not when your holding all the cards and the one you love is running away,Broke down bending, second end
With my back to the wall I fall three storeys a day, and the men with the net have stolen away,
What four words could make it this way, what four walls can take it away, when the roof above is rife with decay?
Plug the holes in our heart,
The plasterers came but they had to depart, they played the game but not from the chart,
Plug the holes in our heart,
They shot down the man who was strong and brave, but he let out the capti
afew words on loveDeep and wide have been used too often and to bad effect, so perhaps; unconscious and conscious, known and unknown, outside and in, too much and not enough, undescribable and clear, come closer, not nearly close enough, but still, say more, carry less baggage, convey more clearly; where and what and how love is, when its felt and known and seen in and about someone, but what can they really express,afew words on love
except ideas which are already made, when love is something which can't be explained by words, these words carry pre-concieved ideas of previous understanding, where lo
A sign of the timesVast amounts of speculative reasoning in golden cases, Carried, thrown and placed in public places, Worshiped as a new foung god, Passed on with just a nod, Silver plates on sewage grates, Countless time, saved to waste, For another time and another place, When age has hit with nothing new to taste, Then, a day at a time will be faced, And then, look back at the things,A sign of the times
the time,
the effort,
the opportunity, spent in my prime, that now seem chased, The time that seemed forever mine, To use, abuse, has now declined, To have it back would be no go
Personalise this statement.I'm cruising, bruising, finding things just a little too amusing, abusing the time I've got, take a shot, at me, if you like, on your bike, get out, you can't here me though I shout, there's a cowd, a shroud, I'm a little too proud, to be found, with Ezra Pound, in my hand, on the stand, the Trial, lasts a while, took all my gile to keep it off my file, permanent or not, it's a blot, I'll take it for what I've got, a collection, reflection, change of direction, could be nice, a chance to spice,Personalise this statement.
i want to you is friend
can you add the email
mooode007@hotmail.com
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mooode007@hotmail.com
mooode007@yahoo.com
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~~°°°...In this heart of mine, It's you I find, Take my hand, I'll take you to the promised land. You're the one...°°°~~
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Sometimes when you feel up
are you scared of the height?
Lights are too bright?
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