Basstrap
ONE love, blood, life
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- Jul 6, 2000
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hey, well its been a while since I've posted here so i figured i drop by again.
You all write such fantastic poems
Most of what I write is more focused into becoming a song, this being an example.
Shot after Shot
He tips back another one, music is in the air
Searching for pots of gold over rainbows that are not there
From underneath his wooden arch he sees smiles on every face
Their smiles hold some dark secret dressed in seductive lace
He tips back another one, the music seeps deep inside
Feelings ride on waves of tears he can no longer hide
And still, all around him smiles are in the air
Smiles suspended in future dreams within her soft, dark hair
Shot after shot after shot, accentuate the dark
Fight the urge to die
Life begins when you learn to fly
He tips back another one, the music is a tapestry
Moving film within his mind, an ode to days never to come
And underneath his wooden arch he sees nobody else
If this is how you deal with pain than pain is what will come
Fight after fight
in the slums of the night
with the lady's of light
lurking just out of sight
You all write such fantastic poems
Most of what I write is more focused into becoming a song, this being an example.
Shot after Shot
He tips back another one, music is in the air
Searching for pots of gold over rainbows that are not there
From underneath his wooden arch he sees smiles on every face
Their smiles hold some dark secret dressed in seductive lace
He tips back another one, the music seeps deep inside
Feelings ride on waves of tears he can no longer hide
And still, all around him smiles are in the air
Smiles suspended in future dreams within her soft, dark hair
Shot after shot after shot, accentuate the dark
Fight the urge to die
Life begins when you learn to fly
He tips back another one, the music is a tapestry
Moving film within his mind, an ode to days never to come
And underneath his wooden arch he sees nobody else
If this is how you deal with pain than pain is what will come
Fight after fight
in the slums of the night
with the lady's of light
lurking just out of sight
