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Jul 12, 2009
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I cry too
You hear her tears
but never mine
Silently flowing through
the familiar gorge in my heart.
She craves the comfort of your arms
And you cannot give it
I crave the comfort of your arms
And you cannot give it
I wander in your wilderness
Clutching the red thread
Hoping you will follow the neatly
stacked shelves of my mind
Once more there is one that is in disarray
Bundles of Hope , Truth,Fears, Honesty
and respect
Jumbled in a tangle of love
The corroded body of your soul
struggling uphill in first gear,
I still want to ride in it ,filler at hand
Prepared to push if I must
but never mine
Silently flowing through
the familiar gorge in my heart.
She craves the comfort of your arms
And you cannot give it
I crave the comfort of your arms
And you cannot give it
I wander in your wilderness
Clutching the red thread
Hoping you will follow the neatly
stacked shelves of my mind
Once more there is one that is in disarray
Bundles of Hope , Truth,Fears, Honesty
and respect
Jumbled in a tangle of love
The corroded body of your soul
struggling uphill in first gear,
I still want to ride in it ,filler at hand
Prepared to push if I must
— seabhac, Jul 12, 2009
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bjp
16 years 11 months ago
Dear seabhac,
seabhac
16 years 10 months ago
Thank you Brian for taking
bjp
16 years 10 months ago
Dear Liz,
seabhac
16 years 10 months ago
Hi Brian I was fascinated by