Open Poetry #2 |
Life is Pretend |
The Jackal Member
since 1999-08-13
Posts 426Springfield, Massachusetts U.S.A |
what was i thinking or dreaming so clear why did i believe i belonged here was i ever really normal did I fit in the perfect circle life is pretend it was my friend i kept it close because i didnt trust now...now everything is rust stain of me stain of you do we all feel the blue it lives,breathes reproduces once..once i was new not a gentle monster not a change just a weeping willow ravaged by the rain ------------------ |
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Saxoness
since 1999-07-18
Posts 1102Texas |
Ok, you know have a groupie on your hands......it's your own fault, for writing so good. Oh, did I mention I like your stuff? hee hee ------------------ "Glory remains unaware of my neglected dwelling where alone I sing my tearful song which has charms only for me." -Charles Brugnot |
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ramisf Member
since 2007-05-17
Posts 93 |
Life is great... we need to know how, where, and for what we are living it.... we need to set a goal and work hard to get it |
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