Posted by Purplepeepee on September 28, 2004, 7:51 pm
198.70.217.218
countless tiles on the floor
elongated roads
narrow paths to eternity
realism
not what you see
but what you feel
on wings I fly
across the sky
on into the end
acceptance
something I won't
and cannot give into
always on the run
to everywhere
to nowhere
loving
hoping
dreaming
loathing
moping
doping
one is born
another dies
drops into a hole
I crawled out
no more doubt
not to go back
nevermore
evermore
needed chore
oh the pain
more I gain
pleasure in pestilence
say what you will
more of a thrill
you canot kill
peace
love
and harmony.
If you like this one then I'll be glad to share my other poems with you, including one I wrote especially for Jim. Though, it may be quite a while. I have to pay court before I can buy my own computer.
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