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08-01-2006, 06:00 AM | #1 (permalink) |
Don't think twice
Join Date: Dec 2005
Location: A basement on the hill
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Building up a wall
Building up a wall
You run into the rain With your head in your hand Getting down in the mud When you just cant stand Cause It seems Such a drag When you realise What she was getting at But It doesn’t matter I don’t have to leave Cause I’ll be doing just as much As I am doing here I better stand Before I fall Tired arms From building up a wall Cause you tried too hard To work out Just what this silence Is all about You know me well You play the past But you and I both know That aint gonna last That's all. Check out my myspace *in my sig*. this song will be up there soon. hope you have all been well, especially you hobo, i wrote this song just for you. i might be back, im not sure. peace
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Painstaking devotion and love Surrendered to self preservation From others who care for themselves A blindness that touches perfection But hurts just like anything else Isolation, isolation, isolation |
08-01-2006, 09:58 AM | #3 (permalink) | |
Full-Time Hellion
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Location: PA
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You used second person point of you and then first person point of view. In that regard you aren't consistent.
I thought your last stanza shuold be broken up into two because they seemed to have two different ideas. And in between those two stanzas you should have something that links them together. Quote:
PS: come back soon.
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08-02-2006, 02:08 AM | #4 (permalink) |
Don't think twice
Join Date: Dec 2005
Location: A basement on the hill
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cheers. yeah i did have another verse about building the wall to keep someone out but still in sight or such and such.
yeah i guess i am back.
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Painstaking devotion and love Surrendered to self preservation From others who care for themselves A blindness that touches perfection But hurts just like anything else Isolation, isolation, isolation |
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