Oh the way we bleed
So profound, so deep
Deep within, deep within
Its kinda sad
How we have come to be
Sick and dying
Of false prophets
And false profiles
What went wrong
The short bus we boarded
And ignored the longer
Route to save us all
The bleeding never stops
Its just soaked up
By bandages
Until they hold no more
And spill over
Into cleansed wounds
Monday, April 16, 2007
The Way We Bleed
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I enjoyed your terms and expressions. They tell me you are engaged in your uniqueness. Finding yourself is what it's all about. I think you have a entered a room that many never know exists.Enjoy, it's wonderful.
Lew May
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