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The Usual

Contributed by NialahGibbs on Sunday, 8th February 2015 @ 11:15:42 PM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry



The Usual

Long nights long days
Yet 5 hours of rest
You count the rest
Mind is still
Yes this is real
A wonderful day of school!
No I'm kidding..
Getting a flat end from just sitting
Fried up brain
10 times the normal size
But it's life, I realize
Mind is at a still place
As if my thoughts are in deep shock
Loyalty is everything
Truth is everything
The things are back to back to back
In a body full of trapped thoughts
Massive aggression through the flow of my veins
And a big heart freezing over from old claims
Tired muscles around my cheeks to fake a smile everyday
So out of it at times I stare at the dust particles from the sun rays that touches the greens on the ground
Walking in quietness home with no one around
The Usual
~ Nialah G.




Copyright © NialahGibbs ... [ 2015-02-08 23:15:42]
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Re: The Usual (User Rating: 1 )
by xHeathenx on Monday, 9th February 2015 @ 02:56:24 AM AEST
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Socialize! Unless you're like me, and enjoy walking home alone to listen to your music on your headphones. If that's not the case, break the routine, and find someone to accompany, break the rut, and bust a gut! Have some laughs, and make some new friends in the process. :)


Re: The Usual (User Rating: 1 )
by Invierno on Tuesday, 10th February 2015 @ 06:56:27 AM AEST
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Really a great poem in content. Wonderful imagery here. Keep writing. Your thoughts are very poetic, and the more you write, the more your right side brain will catch up to your left side.

Well done.

Invierno




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