Hunter of the hunters
Pacifist day dreamer
And wooden doll
Will you sing how the trees do fall?
Will you whisper into the wind...
And pray the darkness come back again?
And how you wish the day would dawn gold
The young would rule the heavens
And the heaves would rule the old
The rain comes...
The rain comes
The rain comes...
The rain comes?
Where will you hide against the night
Where will you run against the eyes
Those wretched eyes
Those wretched eyes
Those wretched, wandering, roving eyes
Who will sing to the dawn?
Who will continue the song?
Who will pay the ultimate price...
We will rise!!!!
Have you checked the children?
Sunday, March 25, 2007
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this is very good i really wish i was as good as you. ur an amazing writer. i like what you added to the one about some like it hot thing theres no title so idk what to call it but i like it. so yeah im working on some new stuff so mine will be better.
yeah i had to choose lime green because my girlfriend hates it and i think its funny. Yeah i love this poem my poems are horrible. like my girlfriend i wish i was as good as you but i think everyone has a differen style. so email me somethime i sent u my email or just leave a comment on my page. i gotta go.
wow ..its been awhile... i see you are donig fine... and you are writing more wit feelings... how is everythin inya life ya family... or what not... i want to get back on blogger but i think i lost my voice... i cant write anymore it seems but ehhhh who knows...something is bound to grab me... i will continue to check up on you ... PEpsi lover and krispy kreme lover
Blah ... kids look after themselves ...
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