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Cliff Top
Contributed by
Hippie
on
Monday, 3rd October 2005 @ 05:02:05 AM in AEST
Topic:
goodbyepoetry
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My knees locked on the edge,
This is the end, thats my pledge,
I try to think of school tomorrow,
Imagine everone filled with sorrow,
no one smiles, no one smirks,
No more stupid childish quirks,
But then again would they care?
Would they notice i'm not there?
The wind rips around my cheek,
i feel the ground beneath my feet,
I turn and run, don't stop,
As to the sand my soul does drop.
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Hippie
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2005-10-03 05:02:05]
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Re: Cliff Top
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by arakrune on
Monday, 3rd October 2005 @ 05:07:03 AM AEST
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i like this
the ending is well done |
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Re: Cliff Top
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by RickShaw on
Monday, 3rd October 2005 @ 05:45:00 AM AEST
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Akarune likes this he thinks the end is well done.
Me too! Very nicely written. |
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