Him
Started by Blue Genes, Jan 05 2006 05:17 PM
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#1
Posted 05 January 2006 - 05:17 PM
Nakedly Exposed
on
Outwardly Imposed
Pedestal
Teetering
betwixt
Holding On
or
Letting Go
of
Outstretched Hand
a
fine
line
between
health and pain
loss or gain
all for the sake
of
The Other
Save Face
or
Fall from Grace
She looks on
with
Radiant Admiration
and
Bated Breath
..waiting for him to breathe.
#8 *Guest~
Posted 06 January 2006 - 01:12 PM
| QUOTE (Blue Genes @ Jan 6 2006, 12:27 PM) |
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uh...
Blue Jean Blues Lyrics
I done ran into my baby
And fin'lly found my old blue jean.
I done ran into my baby
And fin'lly found my old blue jean.
Well, I could tell that they was mine
From the oil and the gasoline.
If I ever get back my blue jean,
Lord, how happy could one man be.
If I ever get back my blue jean,
Lord, how happy could one man be.
'Cause if I get back those blue jean
You know, my baby be bringin' 'em home to me.
#13 *Guest~
Posted 25 January 2006 - 03:17 PM
When the light goes out tonite
See a golden path of dreams
Seeing things that never should be seen
mistaken fantasy for real
Shark infested waters of my mind
Devouring everything in sight
It's like a dog that has a bone
And won't let go till it's done
With one wave of the hand the final curtain fell
When the last screw came out the lid slipped off Pandoras's box
See a golden path of dreams
Seeing things that never should be seen
mistaken fantasy for real
Shark infested waters of my mind
Devouring everything in sight
It's like a dog that has a bone
And won't let go till it's done
With one wave of the hand the final curtain fell
When the last screw came out the lid slipped off Pandoras's box
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