Left the game.nxt://2004
whisper:
silence speaks her name
*all about framing the game*
let me
escape the purpose
futility exit-wounding every door it comes through
break through me
make me a wasted end that can look back on a life
a life with wings
and an edge
colour defeats paper
paper beats rock
rocks and stones
break my bones
papercut's will bleed
things that I'll need
need to mind before I can look
look behind
it's always the same when you win
the world starts with a smile
and
that's where the rain comes in
and anyway it's all the same
it's all and always in the game
the game with rhyme and scheme's
not an ill-chosen alternative for lies
as I would say in all my tries
to play the very same game
I seem to write
I seem to bleed
I think I feel
I thought I'd meet
me somewhere in the middle
but it's all alright
even if that is all there is to know
nevermind the starless night
I'm with you, let's go...
Over dit gedicht
| Auteur: Cypher-punks | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Toonie | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 22 november 2004 | ||
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