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VOID
Contributed by
notwhatitseems
on
Friday, 9th December 2005 @ 11:08:02 PM in AEST
Topic:
insomniac
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We all search for something to do we go to work we drive we climb whatever you choose to do the void never fills run throw tackle sit and watch you will never be done searching for something to do cry yell smile kill the hole is always empty but do not give up once you have given up your time is up time to find out what we were all meant to do no more crawling rolling slipping or sliding the next step of life is death or birth of not doing any thing at all no jumping no spinning no kicking no breathing just being, being what you are to become, death is in your future life will be your past all the things you strive to do will be all the things you have done.
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Re: VOID
(User Rating: 1 ) by Essentially9 on
Friday, 9th December 2005 @ 11:15:48 PM AEST (User
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this poem needs more punctuation marks than just three. |
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