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the manic
written by emo to the skibbies08:43 PM 9/17/04i cant sleep at night
too cold with no light
the clock pass the time
pointing "crazy" is a sign
is it mania or is it love?
who is it that your thinking of
a crazy speed on my mind
when will i be the one you find
the darkness stumbeling
over head the sky's rumbeling
searching the histericless
and your minds oblivious
you think you know how
but you have nothing now
got only the one you got
ant right now thats not alot
and your not really happy
and my moods always crappy
want a cure for your troubles
minds gotta catch the fumbles
stop liveing in your delusions
your happyness is an illusuion
you only hear what you want
and try to keep up a good frount
your not happy your a manic
i cant help but fell your panic
the highs and lows have a secret
and these feelings wont keep it |
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| » Comments / Feedback | by Lost_In_Darkness (11-7-2004 - 12:08 AM)
| wow this poem is really really really good! |
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