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10-14-2003, 08:01 AM
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|  Souls of "safety" Looking through your eyes of terror Breathing through your nose of fear Hearing all the hate forever Tasteing every fallen tear Neverending sight for safety A helmet for every part of life Scared of death overwhelming Wasted time your priceless light
__________________ Ron Paul for the Long Haul |
 
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10-14-2003, 02:04 PM
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| ouch.. sounds like that hurts when you touch it. Very ambiguous - only someone who knew you and the experiences that this poem is a catharsis for would understand what its about. Its hard to identify with something you cant understand - if you added some specifics maybe it would be more emotive as it is it sounds like a cry of pain, then a salve but we dont really know why, how or what. |
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10-14-2003, 06:11 PM
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| I think it means someone who is so scared of death that they don't really live life. Atleast thats how I interpret it. |
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10-14-2003, 07:33 PM
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| In the end no helmet will save you. The poem is interpreted as you will.  |
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