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zeppli
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FreeStyle
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Sunday, 23rd May 2010 @ 01:12:10 AM in AEST
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What an impression on most is pushed
In all kinds of manners, upon is thrust
A thought a sound a vision a spell
When it will stop, you alone can tell
When do we stop and wonder why
Can we create, are we apart
Of this balloon that sails t sky
Where do we stop, why did we start
Human nature and time on hand
Gives birth to splendour, wunderus plans
Paintings and music, dance and song
Our open souls pour love to belong
mid. midd. Middle men and mastic
Post men and plastic
Wrapping this world
With our own elastic
Capture the love and bottle it up
Sell it to whom made it, a tanner a cup
We cherish the arts, in hearts deep
But at what cost? Have you seen these streets?
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Re: zeppli
(User Rating: 1 ) by rambo56 on
Sunday, 23rd May 2010 @ 04:04:10 AM AEST (User
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brilliant poem nice write |
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Re: zeppli
(User Rating: 1 ) by daggers on
Sunday, 23rd May 2010 @ 12:54:24 PM AEST (User
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love the 4th stanza, brilliant write :) |
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