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Been a little down of late, stole someones music and wrote a song.
Hope you like it.

Steal the music, substitute my words.



Hanging on


Sometimes I want to stay here,
Sometimes I want to leave,
Sometimes I try to think of you,
But mostly you just make me sad,
Baby, you just make me sad.

Hanging on to all of your lies,
Hanging on, till you make me cry.

You were my first girlfriend,
I trusted you with my life,
I gave you all my heartbeats,
I told you, you could keep,
All gone, with just one cheat.

Hanging on to all of your lies,
Hanging on, till you make me cry.

I gave you all, my best living years,
And asked for no release,
I put you on a pedestal,
That no one else could see,
And Then you tired of me.

Hanging on to all of your lies,
Hanging on, till you make me cry.

Spent my life in waiting,
Crying for a dream,
You told me you would stay here with me,
Until our time is done,
But then you all gave up.

Hanging on to all of your lies,
Hanging on, till you make me cry.

You gave away my heart beats,
To someone else’s sleep,
You walked away and married someone,
Who once, was my best friend,
All’s left, is where we began.

Hanging on to all of your lies,
Hanging on, till you make me cry.

Greywolf 2021​
 
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Dundee said:
Been a little down of late, stole someones music and wrote a song.
Hope you like it.

Steal the music, substitute my words.



Hanging on


Sometimes I want to stay here,
Sometimes I want to leave,
Sometimes I try to think of you,
But mostly you just make me sad,
Baby, you just make me sad.

Hanging on to all of your lies,
Hanging on, till you make me cry.

You were my first girlfriend,
I trusted you with my life,
I gave you all my heartbeats,
I told you, you could keep,
All gone, with just one cheat.

Hanging on to all of your lies,
Hanging on, till you make me cry.

I gave you all, my best living years,
And asked for no release,
I put you on a pedestal,
That no one else could see,
And Then you tired of me.

Hanging on to all of your lies,
Hanging on, till you make me cry.

Spent my life in waiting,
Crying for a dream,
You told me you would stay here with me,
Until our time is done,
But then you all gave up.

Hanging on to all of your lies,
Hanging on, till you make me cry.
You gave away my heart beats,
To someone else’s sleep,
You walked away and married someone,
Who once, was my best friend,
All’s left, is where we began.

Hanging on to all of your lies,
Hanging on, till you make me cry.

Greywolf 2021​
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I'm very sorry to hear you've been down recently.
 
A Dream Within a Dream
By Edgar Allan Poe

Take this kiss upon the brow!
And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow —
You are not wrong, who deem
That my days have been a dream;
Yet if hope has flown away
In a night, or in a day,
In a vision, or in none,
Is it therefore the less gone?
All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream.

I stand amid the roar
Of a surf-tormented shore,
And I hold within my hand
Grains of the golden sand —
How few! yet how they creep
Through my fingers to the deep,
While I weep — while I weep!
O God! Can I not grasp
Them with a tighter clasp?
O God! can I not save
One from the pitiless wave?
Is all that we see or seem
But a dream within a dream?
 
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I was trying to think of what to say about this.
I couldn't.
Here is what I wrote tonight. I hope you like it.

If this is to make any sense, Set your volume low enough to hear the melody but be able to read my words over Willie Nelsons.
Here is the tune of my song,



Hit play and read my lyrics.
I am a shit musician so I have to steal others music, :(

For BC 💔


I guess I’ll be leaving some day.

Time travels on, like willies sad songs,
And the hours, go by in a rush,
I look in the mirror, and an old man looks back,
I guess I’ll be leaving some day.

I walk down the street,
And the people I meet,
Don’t really know who I am.
So I search for a time,
Of women and wine,
When everyone, knew, my name.

I dream of a girl,
In the way back machine,
I remember mistakes that I made.
I wish I could change,
All the words that I said,
And go back in time to that day.

Lovers are many,
But sweethearts are few,
Don’t waste all the time that you have.
If you find a diamond,
That warms up your heart,
You gota give her the love that you have.

Time travels on, like willies sad songs,
And the hours, go by in a rush,
I look in the mirror, and an old man looks back,
I guess I’ll be leaving some day.

Young men love young girls,
It’s always the same,
They don’t really know what to say.
We stumble and fall,
And we look like a fool,
But they love us the same anyway.

The hour glass is falling,
And your time is a calling,
Their aint much to do any way.
So you need make the best,
Of the time you got left,
Cos the clock keeps a ticking all day.

Time travels on, like willies sad songs,
And the hours, go by in a rush,
I look in the mirror, and an old man looks back,
I guess I’ll be leaving some day.

But don’t stop believing,
Till your boots face the sky,
Cos there is always a chance you’ll find love.
Just maybe the girl of your dreams is close by,
And waiting for you to say hi.

So you need make the best,
Of the time you got left,
Cos the clock keeps a ticking all day.

Greywolf 2021 (aKA Dundee)
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.
.
.
.
For.... ;) 💔
​
 
Dundee said:
I was trying to think of what to say about this.
I couldn't.
Here is what I wrote tonight. I hope you like it.

If this is to make any sense, Set your volume low enough to hear the melody but be able to read my words over Willie Nelsons.
Here is the tune of my song,



Hit play and read my lyrics.
I am a shit musician so I have to steal others music, :(

For BC 💔


I guess I’ll be leaving some day.

Time travels on, like willies sad songs,
And the hours, go by in a rush,
I look in the mirror, and an old man looks back,
I guess I’ll be leaving some day.

I walk down the street,
And the people I meet,
Don’t really know who I am.
So I search for a time,
Of women and wine,
When everyone, knew, my name.

I dream of a girl,
In the way back machine,
I remember mistakes that I made.
I wish I could change,
All the words that I said,
And go back in time to that day.

Lovers are many,
But sweethearts are few,
Don’t waste all the time that you have.
If you find a diamond,
That warms up your heart,
You gota give her the love that you have.

Time travels on, like willies sad songs,
And the hours, go by in a rush,
I look in the mirror, and an old man looks back,
I guess I’ll be leaving some day.

Young men love young girls,
It’s always the same,
They don’t really know what to say.
We stumble and fall,
And we look like a fool,
But they love us the same anyway.

The hour glass is falling,
And your time is a calling,
Their aint much to do any way.
So you need make the best,
Of the time you got left,
Cos the clock keeps a ticking all day.

Time travels on, like willies sad songs,
And the hours, go by in a rush,
I look in the mirror, and an old man looks back,
I guess I’ll be leaving some day.

But don’t stop believing,
Till your boots face the sky,
Cos there is always a chance you’ll find love.
Just maybe the girl of your dreams is close by,
And waiting for you to say hi.

So you need make the best,
Of the time you got left,
Cos the clock keeps a ticking all day.

Greywolf 2021 (aKA Dundee)
.
.
.
.
.
For.... ;) 💔
​
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Who is BC?
This sounds like a love failure poem.


Dundee said:
Young men love young girls,
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For my case that dont happen, i'm always having older man.
 
Fish said:
Who is BC?
This sounds like a love failure poem.



For my case that dont happen, i'm always having older man.
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Fish all I can say is you do not represent the average Aussie girl :)
So all good, it is no surprise you dont get it,
 
Fish said:
Come on like Australia never have Sugar Daddies
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Hi Fish,
Ummm I am not sure how to say this without being insulting I dont mean to be.
So many of your posts talk about Money, possessions, class, IQ, Cast, position, wealth etc..

I can speak only for me, all that matters to me is Love, I could die happy living in a cave eating berries with the one I love,
And speaking anecdotally I can tell you most Aussie blokes think like me, Money does not buy you love,

So sugar daddy... no thanks.
Love is all that matters
 
If you search for Hot Sexy, and things you would ban me for saying you will link to Madonna :) sigh
 
You have been going on about banging your doctor friend for weeks in intamate details and your worried about a taste full boob shot of madonna?
Two standards here.
 
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