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10-19-2008, 10:14 AM | #1 (permalink) |
Groupie
Join Date: Oct 2008
Location: Fort Worth, Texas
Posts: 44
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Schizophrenia (also a working title)
Again, this is one of the things I've written that I'm actually proud of.
There are a few parts that don't seem right to me, but yet do. Idk. We'll sail away across the plain With not a penny to our name. The past holds the future's key: Angst of another day of leave. Gliding along in a world of clouds, Watching mighty plants uprooted from the ground. Crawling, advancing toward my goal Only to be forgotten on a lonesome stroll. Trying on shoes of every shape and size, I'm awaiting the time that we finally realize We are all pawns in this game of chess, Anticipating the time that opportunity's best. The full moon has risen; hope is in sight, Allowing us to pack up and take flight, Giving us light and life for the path. Together we'll travel, future and past. But yeah. Criticism? Last edited by Eggman; 10-19-2008 at 10:15 AM. Reason: Punctuation. |
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