by Alyssa Aug 23, 2006
category :
Life, society /
meaning of life
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IS THIS DREAM REALLY MY REALITY? IS MY FACE FADDING AWAY? CAN I STREACH MY WINGS? IN THE DAWN OF A BRIGHT NEW DAY? CAN I STOP THE RAIN FROM FALLING? AND THESE TEARS FROM HITTING THE GROUND IF I SCREAM FOREVER, WILL ANYONE HEAR MY SOUND. BLACK IS MY HEART, FROM THE ASHES OF PAST DREAMS. YOU RIPPED OPEND MY HEART, BY TARING ME AT THE SEAMS. SO I SHOOT MY ARO TO THE STARS, AND DROP TO MY KNEES. AS I LOOK INTO YOUR EYES, I SEE THE LOVE YOU TOOK FROM ME. |
by Jeff
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One great poem though I wish you could just re-arrange it a bit and take away the caps.How does that sound? |