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Post by Mathias Martin Andersson on Oct 16, 2005 8:37:56 GMT -5
-=Fading=-
Fading character to forgotten and wan
Starting fires, file by thy man
Hopeless care, senseless choice
Falling off I dare, I hear your voice
Abruptly lost in agony
Tore flesh apart inside of me
Deeds of joy and deeds of sadness
Lost within no more to lose
Adversity ahead every path I choose...
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Post by nomader on Oct 16, 2005 11:49:29 GMT -5
Although, it's good, I don't think it compares to your amazing war poems.
Is this about a guy seeing a girl for the last time? I'm kind of confused about the general meaning here.
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Post by Mathias Martin Andersson on Oct 16, 2005 15:55:00 GMT -5
It's actually about how someone light a fire of hope, how someone fall in love to a woman who then go on to another man.
How the first person continues to love the woman though but without hope and with adversity everywhere somehow.
How the man kindly and thoughtful take care of her without respons.
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Post by nomader on Oct 16, 2005 19:54:22 GMT -5
It's actually about how someone light a fire of hope, how someone fall in love to a woman who then go on to another man. How the first person continues to love the woman though but without hope and with adversity everywhere somehow. How the man kindly and thoughtful take care of her without respons. Aha! I can see how that is when I read it again - could sort of be based off of real life too... |
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Post by Mathias Martin Andersson on Oct 17, 2005 3:58:37 GMT -5
Really?  |
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Post by Mathias Martin Andersson on Nov 1, 2005 4:54:18 GMT -5
-=Queue to Perfection=-
The rippling of feelings surge around you
Numbed by your beauty, men stand in queue
Each word you breath strucks like a bolt of thunder
Takes their breath for your next, a plunder
Filth to be cleaned by your charm
Hearts grow for you to their harm
I see no end of this lonely path
My heart is broken and you're my patch...
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