To: Darksheare
Yeah, I have written stuff like that, especially anger on the job. Could not let go of it there so I wrote about it.
841 posted on
11/22/2003 2:10:51 PM PST by
Soaring Feather
(I have a sword in my hand. I am a poet bentfeather.)
To: bentfeather
Some stuff is written because my personal ghosts won't eave me alone until I write it down.
Then they go their merry way until they come back with a new request.
842 posted on
11/22/2003 2:16:53 PM PST by
Darksheare
("I'm not scary, but I play it on TV!")
To: bentfeather
A song, from the game Gran Turisimo.
The Cardigans - Paralyzed
From the album "Gran Turismo"
This is where your sanity gives in
and love begins
Never lose your grip
don't trip
don't fall
you'll lose it all
The sweetest way to die
It lies deep inside
you can not hide
it's the meanest fire
Oh it's a strange desire
you can not lie
that's a needless fight
This is where your sanity gives in
and love begins
Never lose your grip
don't trip
don't fall
you'll lose it all
The sweetest way to die
When your blood runs dry
you're paralyzed
it will eat your mind
Did you hold it back
It comes to you in slow attacks
It's the meanest fire
This is where your sanity gives in
and love begins
Never lose your grip
don't trip
don't fall
you'll lose it all
This is where your sanity gives in
and love begins
Never lose your grip
don't trip
don't fall
you'll lose it all
This is where your sanity gives in
and love begins
Never lose your grip
don't trip
don't fall
you'll lose it all
The sweetest way to die
848 posted on
11/22/2003 4:13:55 PM PST by
Darksheare
("I'm not scary, but I play it on TV!")
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