Moments of clarity,
Come in ever rare forms of rarity..
Fighting those hours, upon days
The subtle traffic underlying the surface
To find a way, to truly exploit
The depths at which these words seek
I know not what answer, truly answers its question
As does no one really,
When they approach the real mc coy…
Though, as past justly shows - nothing would ever come so close,
- Making a heart of stone, flutter..
Nothing would ever revive a heart so dead inside...
Only within a past year,
...have I ever believed so wrong.
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Love the life you lead, just lead the life you love...
[This message has been edited by poezante (edited 08 August 2001).]
Come in ever rare forms of rarity..
Fighting those hours, upon days
The subtle traffic underlying the surface
To find a way, to truly exploit
The depths at which these words seek
I know not what answer, truly answers its question
As does no one really,
When they approach the real mc coy…
Though, as past justly shows - nothing would ever come so close,
- Making a heart of stone, flutter..
Nothing would ever revive a heart so dead inside...
Only within a past year,
...have I ever believed so wrong.
------------------
Love the life you lead, just lead the life you love...
[This message has been edited by poezante (edited 08 August 2001).]
