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Something We Hide
I sit here and think while my life drops like sand, If I were a food then I would be bland. If I were a teddy, then I'd be unknown, Resting on the back shelf, nobody would know. If I were a jewel I'd be the rarest of kind, Yet my worth of nothing wouldn't be a surprise. Like a shell on the shore, I'd be buried in sand I'd always see feet, but never a hand. If I were a heart, I'd be ugly to see, So many deep scars, you wouldn't want me. If I were a dog, I'd be stricken by mange Never I'd care or be wanting to change. If I were a book, I'd be covered in dust I'd only get read if only one felt they must. If I were a whisper, I'd never be found, The wind would eventually cause me to drown. If I were the eyes, I'd be darkened to light Forever to see the darkness of night. If I were a love, I'd sit here in peace, My tears would be gone, yet never I'd cease. If I were a light, I'd be darkened in day, At night I'd be useless for my light wouldn't display. So now here I sit and think of all the things that I am, There's one thing for certain, these truths are a sham. They only mean something to someone that cares And something to someone, that I might be willing to share. Always you'll see the good side displayed And that is what hooks you in the game that is played. We never want darkness or pain in a life Unwilling are we to deal with such strife. Now look to your own heart and what have you found? Do you remember the tears that fell to the ground? Do you notice the scars carved deep in your heart, Yes they have healed, but of you they are part. Have you noticed the pain you one time have felt? The worries and wonders that in time you left melt? If only we all would see us inside And accept the spirit within that we hide. I know this is long, but what's said is most rare And only I say this because I do care. The words that have started out as a cry, Transformed into a truth that many do hide. You may take this to heart but bear not a shame, For these things are of life and for you there's no blame. Take care my dear friend and part with a smile, So sorry your eyes now bug out like mine. Fadedspirit 3/1/2008 As if this thing wasn't long enough....lol....I just thought I'd throw this one out there and see what becomes of it. |
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Wow!!!!! Our spirits hold so many stories,, Our Souls try and mend the broken and bring back the unforgiven at times,, Yet in time Healing takes place and our Hearts shall mend,, Yet deep within, Deep within the scars are still there,, I have these scars,,
(((( faded ))))))) |
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well done... (not long winded in the slightest)
just let me slow down and catch my breath... lol. Excellent With Equescent thoughts... FroznChild |
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very nice
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Sounds like a love story gone wrong, and the pain you feel, very nice if I do say so myself.. Thanks Faded
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Thanks LAMom, we all have those scars, to deny their existance would be to deny living.
Thanks FroznChild. I've got an inhaler if ya need one.....lol. Awww, thanks pkh Thanks 2Btrue. Actually that's a good idea. I was kind of upset with someone when I wrote it and half asleep...lol |
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Aww, thanks shauna.
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your worth it x
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shauna, you're a breath of fresh air. I really don't look good in red....lol
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