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Goliath would say, if he was here to speak he's proud of how we crush the folks beneath our feet Goliath would laugh, as we've known him to do but Goliath was raised to be nobody's fool So Goliath would warn, For Goliath does know Beware of the slingshot And beware of the stones Goliath would warn, If he was here to speak Beware of your tiniest Enemy. [-----] Ariadne |
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I saw god once, so alone, so dark In the light of the sun, a shadow Of a dream, a fear of a child who Tries to reach him, to let him know But god cannot be reached, not ever For his stature remains forever too Far from us, this god is alone and Dark, cold and solemn, harsh and so Uncaring, god standing black and empty Against the sky where the sun shines. [-----] Ben Perry |
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How can I reach what's not meant to be? How can I touch? All I have here is me. The statue, laughing, taunting in rock, Bearing its stare at me, only to mock. That I'm all alone, that I'm but afraid That nothing will make my loneliness fade. [-----] Colin Briggs |
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I once had a dream of tall people People-if they were really that Promised me great things Only to send me With my arms flailing Back to this earth A place I'm not to sure If I belong to [-----] Razztrek |
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