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Sunday, February 29, 2004 Random stuff about I'm not sure what . . .--------------- Let us play in the gardens Let us slide in the snow We're children of destiny And nowhere to go Let us fly on a breeze Let us feel the heat Give us our bread Give us our meat We're children of forever Or maybe it's never If you give us a chance We can be very clever Let us dream a dream Let us pick a flower We can turns seconds and minutes to hours We're children of life We're children of now Let us play in your world And we'll show you how posted by:Russ at 12:39 AM | Post Page | 0 comments Saturday, February 21, 2004 Randomness late at night...She She talks in her sleep She tells them all her secrets She's digging really deep Finding he who she has not met yet She dreams of all the world She'd give it all up if she had to She can't stand the strain of it all She's stretching like a string On an old violin She might sing you a tune But you've got to pay for it With a kiss, or a promise She stands at the edge of awareness She screams out for her sanity It screams back an obscenity She turns away, to find her home of madness "I'm home. I'm home, and I feel it." posted by:Russ at 12:50 AM | Post Page | 0 comments |
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