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EConover Junior Member
since 2007-10-01
Posts 14 |
I wish For life simply to be funish Not all the way fun Sometime after self-punishments done I need to polish my life like a hunter cleans his gun My pheasant run is tomorrow The game is sorrow My brow is wet with anticipation The temptation of future elation Though life is not only my creation It seems as if I’m only responsible for the sanitation My sanity during situations And the calamity of realities vacations No worries It fun to scurry around Blurry futures abound Rebounding from loosing the crown More stunting than it sounds Obligations are such an important factor in this life While not trife, they lead me to wonder whether I’ve chosen them right Now that they exist I cannot even fight Instead I write to sooth my internal flashing emergency lights [This message has been edited by EConover (10-01-2007 09:43 AM).] |
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PoppaLoco Member
since 2007-09-23
Posts 83EU, NL, Limburg |
Amazing!! So much energy and clearness in this, I caught my mind reading it to me in a rap-fashion(!?). Lines as playful as life itself, and a subject I've been stuck with in the past few weeks. Just remember to enjoy Now, all the polishing in the world won't make it brighter. Enjoyed greatly Pops |
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EConover Junior Member
since 2007-10-01
Posts 14 |
Pops, thanks for the response. I do listen to a lot of Hip Hop, which I'm sure influences my writing. I'm a happy guy, really, but I seem to write only when I have some internal conflict. Funny how that works.... I've got a bunch more of my work to post on here, but 3 a day's all they allow... Keep an eye out for me and I'll do the same for you. Thank you again. E. |
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