Shuddr2Think
Bluelighter
- Joined
- Sep 24, 2000
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your words sting in a way i can't explain
and i still don't know
im drawn
and i can't help but wonder if any of this is real...
give me a sign
be my compass and
give me a direction
i need to know up from
down
and center myself
around your being
or around my own
anything but this
swimming underwater at night
not knowing
up from down
perplexed as i always am
strange as it can be...
i just need a sign...
a sense of hope
or despair...
its all in your hands...
and your words still sting
and i am still perplexed
as always....
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We are all in the gutter,but some of us are looking at the stars...~oscar wilde
**The quality of the imagination is to flow, and not to freeze~emerson**
and i still don't know
im drawn
and i can't help but wonder if any of this is real...
give me a sign
be my compass and
give me a direction
i need to know up from
down
and center myself
around your being
or around my own
anything but this
swimming underwater at night
not knowing
up from down
perplexed as i always am
strange as it can be...
i just need a sign...
a sense of hope
or despair...
its all in your hands...
and your words still sting
and i am still perplexed
as always....
------------------
We are all in the gutter,but some of us are looking at the stars...~oscar wilde
**The quality of the imagination is to flow, and not to freeze~emerson**