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Prose in the Key of Pearl Jam

Posted on 19 May 1999 by DanielthePoet

what should i say? what is left to feel or do that’s not already been? so i will stay again. here i sit and smoke as i watch the world pass by. do i lie? if there’s any more to this open my eyes. do you sympathize? getting older, somehow bolder, and i want to cry. can i find something new? something that won’t fade away and that i cannot lose. where will i find a better place? somewhere i won’t need to hide my face. from my judge and jurors. someone needs to tell them all i won’t be shamed again. for what it’s worth. i am much stronger now. now that years have passed me by and the have shown me how…how to be a friend. even if it breaks my heart and sears my soul i will not break this vow… to be a friend. been through hell and touched the flames and i came back again. somewhat wiser now. we’re not part of the crowd. we’ve worked so hard i could not be more proud. do i make sense? or am i just too tense? how could it be that we could walk this fence? have you forgotten how…to just submit? have you kept on trying or did you just quit? coudl this be wrong? where do we belong? we just might find some meaning in a simple song. can we choose where to go or did we take too long? can i pour out this heart? would it be wasted or maybe just a start? would you like to know… the whole damned truth or maybe just a part? well where should i start? would you listen or would it bee too hard? long time ago. the mem’ries play like an old forgotten picture show. but i still don’t know. oh where did all the smiling children go?

written by Daniel Dessinger May 1999Â

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