I listen to it so much now
Every word is embedded in my memory
But I feel better because the artist can relate to me
I don’t know if the creator knows
In the since to fold for another’s will like me
But this song I knew not the words
Not a single chorus nor verse
But I would play it over and over
Until I was addicted to it’s rhythmic beat
And take me eternal seat when it plays
Until I listened
Until I listened to each word and verse
did I understand… my acquired curse
Because the notion of me is over before it began
I am nothing but her sands and only when
And I mean when she decides to let me fall
For the hour of space I get to receive
But this song eave verse was about love
Me and this artist are the same in this tamed untamed
War … endless War
This love man
It’s a pure sword and the end you gain your strength
So too will your heart find it’s way to bend
And if you have to bleed at the business end
Then do so with out sin
And if not either then stay confused like me
And become “the used”
Like me in a “lunacy fringe”
And that wall not to cross,
on the top you’ll still see my foot prints of my leap
Every word is embedded in my memory
But I feel better because the artist can relate to me
I don’t know if the creator knows
In the since to fold for another’s will like me
But this song I knew not the words
Not a single chorus nor verse
But I would play it over and over
Until I was addicted to it’s rhythmic beat
And take me eternal seat when it plays
Until I listened
Until I listened to each word and verse
did I understand… my acquired curse
Because the notion of me is over before it began
I am nothing but her sands and only when
And I mean when she decides to let me fall
For the hour of space I get to receive
But this song eave verse was about love
Me and this artist are the same in this tamed untamed
War … endless War
This love man
It’s a pure sword and the end you gain your strength
So too will your heart find it’s way to bend
And if you have to bleed at the business end
Then do so with out sin
And if not either then stay confused like me
And become “the used”
Like me in a “lunacy fringe”
And that wall not to cross,
on the top you’ll still see my foot prints of my leap
6 comments:
Interesting!!! This is quite good!!! I love the title and of course the description too. But, I reckon you could work on this one last time. No offence meant. Cheers!!!
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Feelin your poem them. Very nice.
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Sometimes the words are meaningless just the music lays it all out for you to put your own feelings to it
yea i feel you
some songs do that to you !! really loved the read :)
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