by BarrellofartGrand Rapids, Michigan, USA
Sep 2010 629 Views 4 comments
A Thought Bubble
This world doesn't beat to the rhytm of love
Nor roll over to slowly wake with the dawn
Nor does it's shoulders carry the burden of autumn
Or tremble under the society built upon it
No- That's me. I do, I do, I do.
Nor roll over to slowly wake with the dawn
Nor does it's shoulders carry the burden of autumn
Or tremble under the society built upon it
No- That's me. I do, I do, I do.
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Posted: Sep 2010
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The difference between the world being a kind place, and having a kind of time in it, well, sometimes it's just perspective.Poems entered on these pages are copyrighted by the authors who entered them. They cannot be reproduced without the author's written consent. © Copyright 2001-2024. All rights reserved.
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