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13:59 Nov 28 2010
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Somedays

13:35 Nov 28 2010
Times Read: 541


Scar - Missy Higgins



He left a card, a bar of soap and a scrubbing brush next to a note

That said "use these down to your bones"

And before I knew I had shiny skin and it felt easy being clean like him

I thought "this one knows better than I do"



A triangle trying to squeeze through a circle

He tried to cut me so I'd fit



And doesn't that sound familiar? Doesn't that hit too close to home?

Doesn't that make you shiver; the way things could've gone?

And doesn't it feel peculiar when everyone wants a little more?

And so that I do remember to never go that far,

Could you leave me with a scar?



So the next one came with a bag of treats, she smelled like sugar and

spoke like the sea

And she told me don't trust them, trust me

Then she pulled at my stitches one by one, looked at my insides clicking

her tongue and said

"This will all have to come undone"



A triangle trying to squeeze through a circle

She tried to cut me so I'd fit



And doesn't that sound familiar? Doesn't that hit too close to home?

Doesn't that make you shiver; the way things could have gone?

And doesn't it feel peculiar when everyone wants a little more?

And so that I do remember to never go that far,

Could you leave me with a scar?



I think I realized just in time, although my old self was hard to find

You bathe me in your finest wine but I'll never give you mine

'Cos I'm a little bit tired of feeling like I'll be the bad fruit nobody buys

Tell me, did you think we'd all dream the same?



And doesn't that sound familiar? Doesn't that hit too close to home?

Doesn't that make you shiver; the way things could have gone?

And doesn't it feel peculiar when everyone wants a little more?

And so that I do remember to never go that far,

Could you leave me with a scar?

Could you leave me with a scar?



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wulfy poem

07:53 Nov 19 2010
Times Read: 551


Alone, high up on a moutaintop

A wolf sings of her despair

To the moon above, of a forlorn love

Her tale echos on the cold night air

With naught but the wind as a friend

To join in her sad lonely cry

Lost and alone and searching for home

The wolf and the moon in the sky

As the echoing notes die away

There comes an answering plea

To the sound turns her ear, she hears it so clear

"I'm coming, so please wait for me"

So she waits for the one who responded

And then she saw him appear

A wolf just as she, and longing to be

The one to ease all of her fear

He lifted his voice with a question

His song sweet as the croon of a dove

When she looked in his eyes, to her surprise

All she could see was his love

And so she answered his query

With her heart, her soul and her mind

Together give voice, and hope to rejoice

The wolves who are two of one kind.


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