Teen Poetry #6 |
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Stuck |
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Darkness Member
since 2002-10-17
Posts 202The place just beyond my eyes, where my spirit flies. |
Pushing up that mountainside Tracking lands remembered only in me Liveing my once understood existance Which is now misquided by complexities Sorting through the countless directions To find the right road in which to travel (This could take a while.) Echoing laughter cuts through me It's hard when doing the right thing Isn't cool. I guess im just stuck. Calling warnings of memories lost leaving nothing but spitfire wastelands Littered with cracked shells of men They were stuck too. In giant flypaper they ceased to move And now I join them... Stuck. |
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since 2001-10-27
Posts 1763...in my boxers... |
Nicely done, Sam. Nice length, good verbage, a slightly perplexed but generally calm demeanor... do continue on. ~Titus "A life unexamined is not worth living." |
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