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| For What It Is Worth For what it is worth, we could have been great, beaten the odds, and tempted our fate. For what it is worth, I loved you so, you gave my life light, and to you I owe. For what it is worth, you would have been mine, to have and to hold, through all of our time. For waht it is worth, well, not much anymore, we lost in the end. What was all this work for? |
A Kiss To The End Of a Meaning A kiss to the end of a meaning, for the meaning has lost its way, and though we try to keep it sain, the feeling of truth shall never stay. A touch from the heart of morals, as societies run away, so, only a touch can be so near, with the rest of us astray. A hug with the last of evil, so more can come along, and with this grip upon ourselves, life shall be so wrong. A dance in the core of danger, that leads all to it's end, it dances with amazing grace, but is not a true friend. |
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| How Much Is Too Much? How much is too much, when you don't know where to go? Do you continue to take all that you can, and loose a part of your soul? How late is too late, when you stop to wait and see? You loose the one that matters most, now never meant to be. How far is too far, when emotions start to fly? Saying things oh so hurtful, and later asking, why. How long is too long, keeping quiet from the deed? Never saying till it's too late, and loosing who you need. |
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| The Endless Waltz Dance around, in colored gowns, all for the endless waltz. Repeat your moves, but don't improve, on this endless waltz. Try again, but never win, with this endless waltz. All the same, don't ever change, the beat of the endless waltz. |
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| Addiction Have you ever had an addiction, that captured your soul, it took away your life, and made you feel cold. The pain of not having, what is felt to belong to you, is worse than actually knowing, the addiction is not true. While you slave for it, and pay for it, all your work is lost. You must stop, you can't quit, it is now a part of you. It aches, it hurts, and all you want to do, is to stop the pain now. Have you ever had an addiction, that captured your soul, it took away your life, and made you feel cold. |
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| At The End of the Road (A poem to a love i will never forget.) Your standing at a road, that gives you three paths, you dont know where to go, and you can't go back. The rigth path hurt you long ago, the left you love to be, but the path you havent taken, the one that leads to me. I know it hurts to try again, I truely understand, but give me the chance I need. I want to be your man. You say it's not fair to them, but what about to you, you gave the path left a chance, give mine one too. |
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| Pain Lain on the floor, drunk from the pain, can't feel a thing, when will it end. Tears flow down, in the darkness she cries, but does not make a sound, she is numb to the world. Wishing things were different, she pounds the ground, scratching at cold, hard, wood, but he cant com back to her now. Alone in a room, no one enters or leaves, and no one knows of the flame that died in her. |
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| Heart, You Did This to Me Heart, you did this to me, you made me love what is not there. You told me it was true, and I believed you. But you see what you want, what could be, what should be. Heart, you did this to me, you broke your own walls. When mind said no, you said go, and look what you did to me. |
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