MoonstruckA Poem by DreamCatcher08A poem I enjoyed writing. It actually broke the wall of not having wrote anything for a long time.I could paper all these walls with Lotto tickets, The amount that I ride my luck, I could encompass light and shadows with it, Before the chord’s been struck. Before I hit the violent revelation, The truth and devastation, I’m acting like I couldn’t give a solitary f**k. Turning up without a reservation, A man infused with automation, When the truth is I’m just moonstruck. Baby, It’s a lost art, Chasing after shooting stars, D’ya think if we’d never crossed paths, It maybe would have saved your heart? I should dig a million graves for all the minutes, The amount of time I kill, I kick the line in the sand, blur the limits, Restrict my own free will. The deus ex machina, When I run out of stamina, Ideas always run low, well before the ink, At the independent cinema, The top show, I’m the pinnacle, Low budget, poor action but enough to make you think. Baby, It’s a lost art, Chasing after shooting stars, D’ya think if we'd never crossed paths, It maybe could have saved your heart? Sweetheart, it is no sin, To be going through the motions, Do you think that we lose a day or ten, We can't make it right, by the end? © 2018 DreamCatcher08Reviews
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3 Reviews Added on May 25, 2018 Last Updated on May 25, 2018 AuthorDreamCatcher08Scotland, United KingdomAboutLover of everything musical My passion is for song-writing, which has slowly bled it's way into a desire to improve my writing skills in general. And that is why I am here. Would love to chat to.. more..Writing
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