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Seven minutes to the bell
that's seven minutes' silence
and knowing it will end soon
which is seven minutes' hell
I beg of you just this once
I don't mean to feel this way
this anger is not intended
just leave me alone for a bit
maybe next time I'll be fixed
It's not about who wins or loses
it hurts me just as much as you
please try to understand
I don't think I'm hiding from you
It's got to be the paranoia
or perhaps it's just me
but in these last few minutes
I need you to allow me
this time of peace
- by CajunStrange |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 03/24/2009 |
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- Title: Seven
- Artist: CajunStrange
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Description:
I wrote the first half of this like it says, during the last seven minutes of the day. I've spent the last week or so trying to finish the rest of it. It still seems like it's missing something; I'd say that I'm sorry it probably won't make sense to you, but it means a lot to me and I won't apologize.
I have more posted as AngelStrange7 on DeviantART - Date: 03/24/2009
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