Living On

by Lance Hardy   Oct 8, 2004


Cold as stone,
I’m all alone.
No one here,
To ease my fear.
In the dark,
I’ve made my mark.
Life without breath,
Practically death.
On I grow,
But I am low.
Safe from thunder,
Six feet under.

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  • 21 years ago

    by Amy

    Totally loved this one! You have such talent, especially for someone whos only been writing such a short time. Keep it up!

  • 21 years ago

    by Andrea

    wow...this is deep.

  • 21 years ago

    by Aken Sol

    Whatver man, you do plenty of stuff right. Your the freakin king of the jungle for gosh sake. Roar. lol. Hurry up and write some more. You've got fans waiting here.
    Aken Sol

  • 21 years ago

    by Lance Hardy

    Thanks for all the comments everyone. I'm glad to see people enjoying my poems because I've only been writing em for 2 days now. Glad I can do something right =)

  • 21 years ago

    by TrUtH hUrTs

    short n sweet(though sweet takes up a completely new meaning here)lol good job

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