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wayoutwalt Member Elite
since 1999-06-22
Posts 4870TEXAS (it's all big) 
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My life was ruled by depression My lover was tired of my lack of ambition She was not like I was She had will She had seen a lot of grief And I could see That she hadn’t escaped unaffected But she was a winner And I a loser But still she loved me And remember she was a winner She told me about rehabilitation I said oh but I won’t be told to sleep To think happy thoughts and be a happy boy Lord I didn’t even want to leave my cabin Sometimes still I feel this way But I went And I argued to myself Is what the doctor’s saying true My brain is misfiring beams What of my soul My heart Intangible things Wrapped up neatly In a fixable thing A little purple pill Twice a day With a glass of water Call you in the morning If I feel like it Now my lover is my wife And my brain doesn’t miss so much And I still believe in God But I wonder even still If there’s a God why’s there a pill i've never tried free verse and maybe this is not the final draft but please if you have anythin to say do say it |
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Nan
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-20
Posts 21191Cape Cod Massachusetts USA |
Hehe - looks to me like even when you try free verse, it comes out rhyming... |
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