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    dots Submission Name: For the Class of 2007dots

    Author: crimson echo
    ASL Info:    21 M U.S. of A
    Elite Ratio:    8 - 412/150/55
    Words: 137
    Class/Type: Lyrics/Being a Teen
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       This is what happens when you think too much about your future...you start to wonder if you really have one.

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    dotsFor the Class of 2007dots

    It seems that I have spent half of my life
    running from the things I could have been
    running from the lives I should have
    called my own--

    It seems that I have spent half of my life
    turning from the friends I should have won
    turning on the souls I could have
    best redeemed--

    Then again, we're not so simple
    as to pass a single moment with no chances for regret.

    Standing in this empty hallway
    I face the remnants of our lives
    And I almost have to feel that I can't leave yet.
    Look at all the times that I complained
    For all the words that we've exchanged
    I turn around and find that I can't leave yet.
    (I can't leave yet--)

    Long guitar section, chorus repeats.

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      This song can be summed up with the bridge.

    Initially I have no idea of how you mean this to be interpreted, so forgive your humble commenter if elle n'ai aucun idée.

    No, it is true that we cannot pass a single moment without a chance for regret, but it's merely a burden on our hearts and nothing more, though we try so hard to throw it off there's always what ifs and what could/might have beens and maybe even what SHOULD have been. But one cannot wallow in the past, what is done is done, the deed is engraved in stone and what we can do is close the chapter and <quote>move on, as they say in your tongue</quote>. Even when we look into the future, all we perceive is black and we assure ourselves that we are such dull and horrible beings there's nothing out there for us really. But that's not the case, it never is, unless we were raised by wolves.

    life goes on, goes on, goes on.

    | Posted on 2007-08-21 00:00:00 | by Azuire | [ Reply to This ]
      Really good write . I actually like the whole poem. Yes at first I thought it was going to be about missing your class of 2007 but it talks about all the things you should have would have and could have done. It reminds me of myself a lot. What I liked about it the most was :

    It seems that I have spent half of my life
    running from the things I could have been
    running from the lives I should have
    called my own--

    Like I said it really relates to me .I like that.
    | Posted on 2007-08-20 00:00:00 | by shombray | [ Reply to This ]

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