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Created on 6-6-08
Looking at the ground
With what we feel is nothing
An erased power, grips within something
Clutching at our souls we feel nothing
Overwhelmed by pain we see something
No good, no bad all but sad perception
Fear grips us with an unwelcome feeling of change
The world is round but who is to say
I will learn to breathe, once more today
An air fills my lungs unknown to its place
The hour of our world is ticking a waste
And then nothing, not a sound
Nothing to be found all is renowned
Please Login to post comments| On June 29th 2008 nlis2kool Said : | |
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Nice!!!! |
| On June 17th 2008 Thugnastay227 Said : | |
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i agree with ralicia *sp this is interesting |
| On June 16th 2008 ralicia Said : | |
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interesting |
| On June 15th 2008 muse4apoem Said : | |
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The ryming is a tad off. But it has an interesting concept. So good job on that! :) |
| On June 15th 2008 tiffany1058 Said : | |
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i like it nice work |
