1 of the 7 Posted July 29, 2011 Share Posted July 29, 2011 So many different connections Our separate paths might have made With every door that we opened Every game we played Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
NobodysHeroine Posted July 29, 2011 Share Posted July 29, 2011 The dancer slows her frantic pace in pain and desperation Aching limbs and downcast face aglow with perspiration Stiff as wire, lungs on fire with just the briefest pause Flooding through her memory: the echoes of old applause And she limps across the floor and closes her bedroom door Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Undead Medic Posted July 30, 2011 Share Posted July 30, 2011 the role becomes the actor she's addicted to applause the stage a world because she never leaves it hit you in a soft place with sentimental ease they know the fantasies that you romance to Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
NobodysHeroine Posted July 30, 2011 Share Posted July 30, 2011 Hero, not the handsome actor who plays a hero's role Hero, not the glamour girl who'd love to sell her soul If anybody's buying nobody's hero Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
1 of the 7 Posted July 31, 2011 Share Posted July 31, 2011 Net boy, net girl Send your signal 'round the world Let your fingers walk and talk And set you free Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Undead Medic Posted August 1, 2011 Share Posted August 1, 2011 boy before the mirror checks his camoflauge polishes his armor and the charger in the garage no more lame excuses it has to be tonight he can take the princess if he can take the fight Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
1 of the 7 Posted August 2, 2011 Share Posted August 2, 2011 Sometimes the damage is too great Or the will is too weak What should have been our armor Becomes a sharp and burning sword Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
NobodysHeroine Posted August 2, 2011 Share Posted August 2, 2011 You can choose a ready guide in some celestial voice If you choose not to decide, you still have made a choice You can choose from phantom fears and kindness that can kill I will choose a path that clear: I will choose free will Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Undead Medic Posted August 2, 2011 Share Posted August 2, 2011 I've got celestial mechanics To synchronize my stars Seasonal migrations - daily variations World of the unlikely and bizarre Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
1 of the 7 Posted August 2, 2011 Share Posted August 2, 2011 ^ Awesome connection! You and I, we are pressed into these solitudes Color and culture, language and race Just variations on a theme Islands in a much larger stream Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Undead Medic Posted August 3, 2011 Share Posted August 3, 2011 (edited) QUOTE (1 of the 7 @ Aug 3 2011, 12:21 AM) ^ Awesome connection! You and I, we are pressed into these solitudes Color and culture, language and race Just variations on a theme Islands in a much larger stream I love Totem! Those who wish to be Must put aside the alienation, Get on with the fascination, The real relation, The underlying theme. Edited August 3, 2011 by Undead Medic Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
1 of the 7 Posted August 3, 2011 Share Posted August 3, 2011 Too much fuss and bother Too much contradiction and confusion Peel away the mystery Here's a clue to some real motivation Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Undead Medic Posted August 6, 2011 Share Posted August 6, 2011 From an ancient book. I took a clue I scaled the frozen mountain tops Of eastern lands unknown Time and Man alone Searching for the lost - Xanadu Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
NobodysHeroine Posted August 6, 2011 Share Posted August 6, 2011 The more we think we know about, the greater the unknown We suspend our disbelief and we are not alone Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Undead Medic Posted August 6, 2011 Share Posted August 6, 2011 Growing up it all seems so one-sided Opinions all provided The future pre-decided Detached and subdivided In the mass production zone Nowhere is the dreamer Or the misfit so alone Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
1 of the 7 Posted August 7, 2011 Share Posted August 7, 2011 Summer's going fast, Nights growing colder Children growing up- Old friends growing older Experience slips away... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Your_Lion Posted August 9, 2011 Share Posted August 9, 2011 I'm not giving in To security under pressure I'm not missing out On the promise of adventure I'm not giving up On implausible dreams Experience to extremes Experience to extremes Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
1 of the 7 Posted August 9, 2011 Share Posted August 9, 2011 Don't want to silence A desperate voice For the sake of security No one wants to make a terrible choice On the price of being free Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Undead Medic Posted August 10, 2011 Share Posted August 10, 2011 The boy walks with his best friend Through the fields of early May They walk awhile in silence One close - one far away Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
NobodysHeroine Posted August 10, 2011 Share Posted August 10, 2011 Our first stop is in Bogota to check Columbian fields The natives smile and pass along a sample of their yield Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
1 of the 7 Posted August 10, 2011 Share Posted August 10, 2011 The sleep is still in my eyes The dream is still in my head I heave a sigh and sadly smile And lie a while in bed Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Undead Medic Posted August 11, 2011 Share Posted August 11, 2011 In the grip of a nameless possession- A slave to the drive of obsession- A spirit with a vision Is a dream with a mission... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Your_Lion Posted August 11, 2011 Share Posted August 11, 2011 A vague sensation quickens In his young and restless heart And a bright and nameless vision Has him longing to depart Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
1 of the 7 Posted August 12, 2011 Share Posted August 12, 2011 On the edge of sleep, I awoke to a sun so bright Rested and fearless, cheered by your nearness I knew which direction was right Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
NobodysHeroine Posted August 12, 2011 Share Posted August 12, 2011 Out of touch with the weather and the wind direction With the sunrise and the phases of the moon Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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