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Take THAT procrastination! If love weren’t life I’d leave it where it stood It seems I always give more than I get And if she floats she’s cert’ainly made of wood. But above all that we know that she is wet! Once I loved more deeply than the sea A longing every moment for her…
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for what you’ve done to me.For too long I’ve been good to you You’ve never been to me. You depend on my kindness Tendency to forgive. But you’ve betrayed me endlessly When all I’ve done is give.
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Buffalo mountain in the middle of the dark Holding summons precious like a priceless work of art Engineering motion in the middle of the year Fearing warm devotion cause I’ve had too many beers And why is one too many when you’re poisoning yourself? Need we any sugar in our diet? Did the Celts? If…
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And pretty much the only people who get to see this shit besides whomever might occasionally get it in their feed on there is you guys. It’s really worth opening this thread and reading all of these little poems but this is the one where I made myself cry with the final line.
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If you are reading these poems you’ve made the decision to come on this journey with me and I commend you for it. This song is about leaving people you care about behind on that journey because they never learned how to return that love. Lyrics: VERSE ONE Wish that you could be a part…
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No one else has to live in your head. No one else could ever live in your stead. Nobody knows what it’s like to be you No one else can decide what you do. No one authority exists over you. Let them make rules but decide what you do Cause nobody else has to live…
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I’d rather be a hater There are some things you should never ever do Like sell out your comrades Or make someone feel bad Who never did the slightest thing to you. So be true to yourself Don’t pretend to be someone else And you’ll never have the problems that you might If you were…
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They dictate things to me. They make me make choose the strangest things When choice’s come to me. The right way may not seem obvious To myself at the time, But I can depend on the subconscious To respond in kind.
Musings of the Mad 