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[frogbat]

Rings on me finger
And a chain on my soul
Punchin through the air
Climbin out of my 6foot deep hole
Pains and stains ? they won?t go away
Lookin out with an illicit stare

The times that pass the times that flow
Sittin down right there in the moonlight glow
Feelin glad I could be let go
Need to get up and cross the field - got to flee
The shadows are after me? after me?

Needed the spirit? needed the pain? needed the time and the openness
Needed the night? needed the game? needed the space and the loneliness

Mother nature play your game
Father time hear me whine
Mighty death unleash your scythe

Oh for to pay for what I play
The sun?s perturbed and I don?t care
Someone else might and so let them share

Wanted the truth? wanted the lies? wanted the grey the black and the white
Wanted the love? wanted the hate? wanted all that was both wrong and right

 

[brettig]

the heart of darkness...searching, searching...

What do you want?

[This message has been edited by brettig (edited 06-23-2001).]

 

[zooropamanda]

Mother nature play your game
Father time hear me whine
Mighty death unleash your scythe

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Great lines kermie..

 

[BabyGrace]

I was going to quote the 3 Manda did..the last two as well..

frog, you're an excellent writer

 

[The Wanderer]

The sun?s perturbed and I don?t care
Someone else might and so let them share

your writing often has this epic drama quality to it, and the whole Brechtean alienation aspect is there as well, that's not to say it isn't visceral... perhaps I'm just hinting at your subject matter, and it's solemnity

 

[zooropamanda]

geez, mib, could you use any bigger words??

*ZA runs*