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Summer Blue Sky

Contributed by yackerz85 on Saturday, 13th May 2006 @ 08:38:41 AM in AEST
Topic: Lifepoems



The times been dragging on this October month.
The leaves fall as the wind blows so cold.
All the plants are dying way too soon.
The seasons are changing as I grow old.

But I'd give it all just to be young again
and to live the life that I never had:
To stay out all night and party til its light
and to drive like a bat out of hell.
Now as things seem,
all I do is dream,
and hope for that summer blue sky!!!

Winter draws near again and darkness surrounds.
The earth is frozen solid and snow is all around.
The icy cold wind blows, I wish it was warmer.
but I still feel good cause summer's round the corner.

But I'd give it all just to be young again,
and to live the life that I never had:
to stay out all night and party til its light
and to drive like a bat out of hell.
Now as things seem,
All I do is dream,
and hope for that summer blue sky!!!

Old and wise is not what I want to be
Id rather be young and act stupidly
When I was young, I never agreed to become an old man.

Summer blue sky.
The winter makes me cry.
Oh, Summer blue sky.
I'll see you when I die.




Copyright © yackerz85 ... [ 2006-05-13 08:38:41]
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Re: Summer Blue Sky (User Rating: 1 )
by desireemiote on Saturday, 13th May 2006 @ 08:59:13 AM AEST
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They say only the good die young but I feel that many of the young deaths now are not good people. Young rappers and celebrities killing each other... No, anymore, the good die old because only the elderly have had time to make peace in their lives. Only the elderly have gotten their second chance and done well with it. Young and stupid people may seem happy but trust me it's all a show. Nobody is ever happy. The young wish to be old and the old wish to be young. Me? I like the winter. It's always held the most comfort for me, as well as the most company. I've enjoyed my youth without being too stupid and I'm ready for the winter of my life. I wish everyone could feel as I do in this sense. It's bliss.
Megan(and her bun in the oven)




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