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RiddleMeWonders
post Oct 16 2004, 05:27 PM
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Josh

Why can't I look you in the eye?
What do I try to hide?
Is there something no one knows about me?
What is it I don't want you to see?
Too many questions for my mind to comprehend
never sleeping wanting questioning to end,
I stare in my mirror rimmed with gold,
searching for an answer on a face that looks so cold.

These feelings won't leave me be.
The lies keeping stirring leading back to me.
I'm trying but I still feel incomplete
Feel like I'm dieing and you refuse to hold me.

I'll tell you everything
I'll show you what I know
But it won't be enough.
Til it's over the answer is lost to you.
Til I find it there can be nothing left to prove
I won't hide, but it's what I want to do
I'll stick it out because I know I love you..
 
 
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RiddleMeWonders
post Oct 20 2004, 04:18 PM
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QUOTE(RiddleMeWonders @ Oct 17 2004, 2:20 PM)
Getting There


Since the moment I ran away
I've looked back three times
But I didn't want to say
In a place where I never saw your face
I fell asleep on a park bench last night
But I woke up in a field of daisies
Maybe I'm crazy
I don't know but maybe
I don't know where you are
But I'll find you even if I don't have a car.

So I edited it.. Made it better. Or perhaps worse... Still it NEEDS Some work.
Thanks for the comment. It was appreciated.


Getting There (Edited...Duh*)

Since the moment I ran away
I've looked back three times
But I didn't want to stay
In a place where I never saw your face
I fell asleep on a park bench last night
But I woke up in a field of daisies
(this bit was added on just now, don't know if I like it or not..eh)
I strayed away from my pillow of petals
I counted clouds and heard distant cellos
seventeen hours on my way
Maybe I'll never find you but that's okay
I'm in a paradise of glorious magic
Sitting in a river of unpredictable habits
Eating smores with dirt between my toes
If I never find you then that's the way it goes.
 

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