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About Me Member Pseudo-Intellectual MalahidaelMale/United States Recent Activity Deviant for 5 Years
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parting shots

Fri Dec 24, 2004, 11:01 PM
Well boy's, play me out if you will.

The Burn
I thought about
Leaving - but I couldn't even get outta bed
Hitchin' - but I couldn't get a ride outta town
Now anyone who really wanted me to be down
Come 'round

Thought about
Singin' but I couldn't remember all of the words
Breakin' but I couldn't get the pieces apart
Laughin' never knowing what the joke was about
Now I'm down
And I wonder how I never got the Burn
And if I'm ever gonna learn
How lonely people make a life
One strain at a time

Forgot About
Everything and everyone I needed before
Tryin' to get a handle on a reason to shine
Pickin' up the pieces that are falling behind takes time

So I wonder how I never got the Burn
And if I'm ever gonna learn
How lonely people make a life
One strain at a time and still shine

(hey everybody, lets all try and play the same song... just for the sake of our sanities)


-Burn- Matchbox 20

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:iconmalahidael:
Gone

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Less then a memory
:iconmalahidael:
Twas no prob, its so easy to see so much in the lines of that work, as if each was a thought or memory and if looking at if from a distance I could see bits and pieces of my own life, or imagination. Very well done indeed

--
And dreams in their development have breath,
And tears, and tortures, and the touch of joy;
They leave a weight upon our waking thoughts,
They take a weight from off our waking toils,
They do divide our being.

-Lord Byron
:icona-neon-devil-breath:
what a wonderful thing to say! thank you ! no wonder you submit your writing!

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*TheExquisiteCorpse ~JigsawPuzzleProject ~brights ~AtheistsClub *the-surreal-arts ~stock-devil-breath
:iconglass-bullet:
hmm quite true. It's so dark/grey and wet over here in London, most appropriate time really to read positive and happy themed work :wOOt!: yesh.
:iconmalahidael:
Heh, I was refering to the general mood of the posters. It's clear skies over here in sunny Midwestern America, though the polution and lack of exciting things to do (other then watching the grass grow, or the paint dry) almost make me wish for rain, but I digress.

I look forward to reading more of your work


-Mal

--
And dreams in their development have breath,
And tears, and tortures, and the touch of joy;
They leave a weight upon our waking thoughts,
They take a weight from off our waking toils,
They do divide our being.

-Lord Byron
:iconglass-bullet:
Thanks so much on choosing New Hope Again as a fave...:blushes: ah so flattered! lol
:iconmalahidael:
It was beautiful and simple, two essential things for a poem, one of which escapes too many poets. 'Sides, it was positive, this site and many of the people on it (self included) could use a lot more of that.

--
And dreams in their development have breath,
And tears, and tortures, and the touch of joy;
They leave a weight upon our waking thoughts,
They take a weight from off our waking toils,
They do divide our being.

-Lord Byron
:iconbluepandora:
Thank you for the +fave on "aftermath". And by the way... Go-Gaia is a horribly overrated anime roleplaying community, filled with people who butcher the english language. But it is the biggest forum online, and is run extremely well, so it is a lot of fun anyway... And highly addictive.^^;;

Anyway, welcome to Deviant. Enjoy your stay~
:iconmalahidael:
You're welcome.

Eh, Anime's not really my thing.

Thanks.

--
And dreams in their development have breath,
And tears, and tortures, and the touch of joy;
They leave a weight upon our waking thoughts,
They take a weight from off our waking toils,
They do divide our being.

-Lord Byron

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