My Old Path
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Hey, rushed so I can't describe it sucks and I need help so lend me hand
Paco the Poet of Arson
Paco the Poet of Arson
My Old Path
I listen to this music and I remember all the pain amid the crying rain All this unhealthy weight All this never ending pain even while I'm mumled I remember how I succumbed I remember the tears falling on my face by the firelight and being shaken to fright I remember who I was and it seems centuries past a piece of trash into fire cast It seems like I haven't changed that always I've been this way from my old path I stray cuz I know the pain it takes to stay In this new place while walking on my new path I feel so free and I wish I would have seen All the pain it took to stay so from my old path I stray |
Submitted on 2006-03-06 12:25:01 Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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Wow, it seems like you are what youve become based on your past experiences, at least that's what i got of it, and like you can do nothing about that; like you will never change. The rhyming was a wee bit forced but it never took away from the brilliance of it all. In finale it turned out very neat.| | Posted on 2006-04-27 00:00:00 | by SavedDragon | [ Reply to This ] | I really liked that. For some reason it just seemed familiar to me, or it seems somehow I can relate. I'm not really sure. I was kind of drawn toward it. | inkpen | Posted on 2006-03-14 00:00:00 | by inkpen | [ Reply to This ] | I love this part | "and it seems centuries past a piece of trash into fire cast" Im sorry about what your dad did to you.. :( Amber | Posted on 2006-03-06 00:00:00 | by PoeticSoul666 | [ Reply to This ] | |
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