Past is Below

by Warpboy   Jan 7, 2006


As i stand at the top of this hill
Staring at the destructed town below
I wonder.....
Will i ever see what use to be their again
One morning to awake
To see a different sight
But have the same fate
Spreading wings
Looking far
Flying above the cool dusty mist
I look down now
But with different perspectives
Life awaits
Fly above the past

By Warpboy
CopyRight 2005-2006

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  • 19 years ago

    by Frankie

    I like the way you sit on a hill, its like writing poetry from a birds eye view. Kewl.

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