NeverMore
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Beethoven Looking f*g
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Post by NeverMore on Apr 15, 2004 0:38:34 GMT -5
what is in a memory
but hope for tomorrows dreams
what is in a windy night
but clear skies the next day
the night grows darker
when the days get shorter
fires grow cold in the morning
do you hear the howling wind
calling out for what it is
the cold blowing snow
chilling your very soul
its a long walk home
when you can not see the road
(just a point of clarity... it is a long lonely walk back to being single again)
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Post by angel on Apr 15, 2004 11:13:02 GMT -5
very interesting. I didnt really get it...but that is nothing new for me. I love the first 4 lines....after that I got lost. Still interesting.
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Post by bloodredtears on Apr 17, 2004 15:02:07 GMT -5
beautiful piece...i loved the entire thing...and although i've never had to travel the road back to being single (never having not been single) i don't know what a lonely road it is not having anyone...great job!
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