Imagine

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Imagine how I feel to understand the bitter truth
When someone wins, the others have to loose
Participating in this selfmade game without rules
The players turn to stupid wisers with the aim to punish clever fools.

I’m sick and tired of pretending for the growth of lie
It’s majesty Chance became the top of any points, exchanging low on high
My soul just seems to be the prisoner of body
Still spinning out the limits, rising lucid head to watch the secret of the sky
Absorbing absent-minded air and swallowing the surface of the gist when holy wine is bloody
Nowhere is the name of puzzled place, I found out, an absolution is the substance of the wet to concentrate the dry.

and i don't mind if you don't understand a word
i will speak out for hope
cause i just have to try



20-05-2007


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It was a such well set beginning with moral standarts and remarks
With all that separated meaning of mixing opposite of light and dark
Between the circumstances happened to be at least one hint of truth
To cook the mushrooms right won't make the words lay smooth

Sorry, but I didn't get your message in this specific verse

Олег Артынов   28.08.2011 04:31     Заявить о нарушении
The highest value of reasonable mind is simple and easy in use,
though not for everyone to understand.~

Анна Стессель   02.09.2011 13:54   Заявить о нарушении
True that, amen!

Олег Артынов   02.09.2011 13:56   Заявить о нарушении
You're trying to write in english but even british don't wright like that, don't take it to seriously and stop pretending to be smarter than the others, maybe I am a fool who cares nobody knows me and what I am capable of, the thing is, that is not you Anna you're are playing a triky game, don't fry your brain cells before it's too late, Wish you the best, Take care

Олег Артынов   03.01.2012 19:07   Заявить о нарушении
На это произведение написаны 3 рецензии, здесь отображается последняя, остальные - в полном списке.