Alone in the Night, She Searches for Hope

[Nec]

You know when she feels sad, i come to help, to comfort and to say many things to make her happie again, now I am really sad and bored, but no one comes to talk with me, she stays there glueing her eyes with her binocular looking up for some new stars and trying to hook them...:(

 

[Nec]

she said she wanted me to stop thinking about something crazy, and out of line, but why she still came and watched huh ? Is it already rooted or not ? Painful I am, or painful you are, and also so doubtful you are. See them in differences, but READ the same thing, and it was you who read them but it was THEM who read the differences.

Hey, but why do you think of you that precious ? Doubtful about me as this, as that etc?
I say again, if you don't need, I don't need either !

 

[Euphoriet]

I'll need to read this again when I'm not tired

 

[Nec]

This has been known to many people, That was Michell's fault ! Doubtful !

 

[jimmy p]

What are we talking about here??

 

[DarkAnt]

I'm confused, is this a poem?

 

[Gokul43201]

Explain this prose, I shall...or explain me, the prose will.

Great sadness in you, I sense.

 

[Sir123]

This is a be-d-d-er be-d-d-er song:
Strawberries cherries and an angel's kiss in spring
My summer wine is really made from all these things

I walked in town on silver spurs that jingled to
I sang a song that I had only sang to just a few
She saw my silver spurs and said, Let's pass some time
And I will give to you summer wine, Oh-oh summer wine[/color]

 

[TenNen]

Let me finish the unfinished part:

Strawberries cherries and an angel's kiss in spring
My summer wine is really made from all these things
Take off your silver spurs and help me pass the time
And I will give to you summer wine, Oh-oh summer wine

My eyes grew heavy and my lips they could not speak
I tried to get up, but I couldn't find my feet
She reassured me with an unfamiliar line
And then she gave to me more summer wine,
Oh-oh summer wine

Strawberries cherries and an angel's kiss in spring
My summer wine is really made from all these things
Take off your silver spurs and help me pass the time
And I will give to you summer wine Oh-oh summer wine

When we woke up the sun was shining in our eyes
Our silver spurs were gone my head felt twice its size
Who took the silver spurs, a dollar and a dime
And left us cravin' for more summer wine,[/color]
Oh-oh summer wine
Oh-oh. Oh-oh Oh-oh Oh-oh

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// How is that, some of my friends ? You wanted me to go on, so I tryed to go on..Sastisfied ? (smile)

 

[TenNen]

I'm confused, is this a poem?

By the way, it is not a poem, it is a great help from friends.

 

[Nec]

Explain this prose, I shall...or explain me, the prose will.

Great sadness in you, I sense.

Come on man!
Sorry for having misunderstood about the target. Your nice PM and nice try I have *read* and i thought I melt like butter on frying pan...:shy:

 

[TenNen]

Those who like Summer Wine, can go download one by The Corrs.
Just a note