Dark Poetry #3 |
Part 1 |
Xeonox
since 2000-04-01
Posts 1764CA, USA |
No rhyming, In these tough times Gotta keep it straight No new deals Keep my head in place, This is getting complicated, And the more I feel violated Things add up- And the mind gathers, Info over load, No limit on the truth Told Focused on the goal, Future looks right While present recites Of the begotten past Hope you appreciate All the growth that I am gonna create By the time, I reach forty-eight Just be another old man With the case- Relate To illness and loss of my love ones Death click nears The future don’t look so bright now Huh? To be continued… Ronil (A mask for everyday. Imagine a life without them.) [This message has been edited by Xeonox (04-29-2002 12:52 AM).] |
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