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Why I Write
Contributed by
xsitm
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Friday, 30th November 2007 @ 05:49:12 AM in AEST
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I don’t write for any reason except to pass the time and seasons
And help this life fly by through enchanting words and mystic eyes
To hypnotize the darkness and hold on a second longer
So farther down the line this life might pass me by
Like when I sold my dreams for neon wings
And a life that’s free for finer things
A blood deal of sorts for a child’s birth
All paid in full with flesh and dirt
Leaving nothing left but a brownstone bed
And too much guilt to lift my head
But I was saved by the plague that spread since we began
The single point in time when choice could torture man
And now when it does, when life just hurts too much
I hold out a crooked hand
And call out to the child that’s falling into dust
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2007-11-30 05:49:12]
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Re: Why I Write
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by Honey56 on
Friday, 30th November 2007 @ 06:46:16 AM AEST
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A really nice poem..
Blessings..
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Re: Why I Write
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by Catalina on
Friday, 30th November 2007 @ 08:02:14 AM AEST
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I know this one is deep, on another level... I enjoyed reading and hope to hear more from u. Let the talented never fade to gray... Our poetry speaks for us and others in so many ways...
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