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stix and spit

Contributed by simplysublime on Monday, 21st November 2011 @ 06:34:55 PM in AEST
Topic: drugabuse



Im so afraid to fail,and so i never try.
Im so afraid to succeed so i guess ill never fly
Im safe up here in my Coo-coo's nest, built it myself with sticks and spit
watching the wind blow outside
watching other birds living their lives
thinking in my nest,"why o why must i sit here and cry"
The sun is shinning and its a beautiful day
yet i perch in my window and watch it waste away
sitting in my nest and fluttering my wings
having dreams of soaring high above the trees
but as sure as i am small, i will never fly at all
day by day safe in my space
alone in this place
cant handle the wind because it scares me so
yet deep inside is a need to grow
so one day il say enough is enough
Get up the courage and finally jump!
scared of the outcome
whatever it may be
Whether i fall to my death
Or soar and be free




Copyright © simplysublime ... [ 2011-11-21 18:34:55]
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Re: stix and spit (User Rating: 1 )
by Robert_Edgar_Burns on Monday, 21st November 2011 @ 08:51:02 PM AEST
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The cycle of life very aptly put.
Enjoyably described.
Blessings,
Robert Edgar Burns (Rob)


Re: stix and spit (User Rating: 1 )
by Leena on Wednesday, 23rd November 2011 @ 08:17:15 AM AEST
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Motivating poem!


Re: stix and spit (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Wednesday, 23rd November 2011 @ 11:33:25 PM AEST
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Very beautiful write.
Awesome work.
Welcome to YPDC.
Blessings,
emy




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