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Wild horses.
Contributed by
JimKoz
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Monday, 23rd December 2013 @ 11:34:23 PM in AEST
Topic:
goodbyepoetry
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I need to get away.
Wild horses in my head.
I don't mind if the path I take leads astray.
I yearn for the sense of aliveness rather than being dead.
Bye.
My guitar and I, together we tread aimlessly.
Traveling across america like some type of gypsy.
Excited for the experiences I've yet to see.
No more old me, only visions of clarity.
So many lovely places here upon this earth.
Sings to my soul with large volumes of mirth.
Oh, how I've dreamed of being free since my birth.
Copyright ©
JimKoz
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2013-12-23 23:34:23]
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Re: Wild horses.
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by EveAlone on
Tuesday, 24th December 2013 @ 01:45:44 PM AEST
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| I like your poem. It makes me want to stop living in a state of perpetual waiting and just start my life. I too feel the yearn for the sense of aliveness. I really like your last line. Nicely done, something rather alluring about it. |
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Re: Wild horses.
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by ladyfawn on
Monday, 7th July 2014 @ 09:33:37 PM AEST
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beautiful...
hugs n' love nessa |
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Re: Wild horses.
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by JamesStockdale on
Wednesday, 29th July 2015 @ 11:44:00 PM AEST
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This is great!
James |
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