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each sniffle tear my SOUL

GoingStRaNgE

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In this crying colosseum
You cannot use your voice
The torment is eternal
But you can leave by choice
They'l tempt you with your sweet tooth
& lead you to a chair
A chair thats cozy, a chair quite stiff
Where you will sit and stare
You can always leave
But you know you'll always stay
This torment is quite optional
But for this torment you will pay
You can never quite hold back your tears
As they trickle down your cheek
They'll let you know just who you are
& how much of you is weak
Your feet will stick to the floor
As the images will dance
You know that you would change it all
If only given a chance
Straaange
actually about something :-D i hear different ideas often so i like to leave it to the imagination.
 
Sometimes I think crying can be a tonic. It let's out your reppression and adds years to your life. Every tear adds a year! :) Great poem, you really are on fire! I often used to feel like that when I cried and still do, but I am less judgemental to myself about shedding tears now.
Peace
[ 29 January 2003: Message edited by: jaymie ]
 
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