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Aging Idiot (The Birth Chronicles)

Contributed by ezekialjeremiah on Monday, 6th February 2012 @ 05:35:07 PM in AEST
Topic: selfstruggles



i am an aging idiot
stuck in yesterdays life
why does everyone look so old now?
who is this in the mirror?

old days, good times i remember
throw caution to the wind
eat and drink and smoke with no regard
the future is limitless and awe-inspiring
no commitments, no deadlines

where did these days go?
will they return? how can they

why did we have to grow up
can we revert to previous said mindset?
full of wonder full of grace the human face

i do not want to be a pawn in corporates game anymore
take my possessions
join me in forests of azure
and walk them tall...free

the bus is coming, you may hop on
for we will live in 60's style commune
utopia unnecessarily forgotten
the machine needs you for without you they will fail
good riddance

if i do not do this i am a failure





Copyright © ezekialjeremiah ... [ 2012-02-06 17:35:07]
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Re: Aging Idiot (The Birth Chronicles) (User Rating: 1 )
by richard2 on Monday, 6th February 2012 @ 06:05:34 PM AEST
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I can definitely relate. You might be talking about me.
Good writing and more true than truth.


Re: Aging Idiot (The Birth Chronicles) (User Rating: 1 )
by The-Supreme-Reality on Tuesday, 7th February 2012 @ 01:57:42 AM AEST
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its like u just drove a stake through my thoughts....this is splendid...


Re: Aging Idiot (The Birth Chronicles) (User Rating: 1 )
by CARAAAAA on Wednesday, 7th March 2012 @ 12:35:55 AM AEST
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nice




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