The Things I ThinkA Poem by Inner RainHere are the things that make me tick, just a few of the things i think to think.
No one can start or stop the ticking of the clock,
When everyone moves with his own ticks and his own tocks. In a world where knowledge washes things into the water, Then why not have water for brains? A dreamer's dream is never ending, That's why you sometimes wake forgetting. The curse of being a writer, Is becoming that stormy animal that hunts for dreams . If i were to choose, to choose the choosiest choice, I would choose the choosiest words over choosy boys. What if the world was still flat? Then the world would still be filled with fantasy. Here are the things that make me tick, Just a few of the things i think to think. A little of this to make it stick, More of this to make your eyes blink. © 2011 Inner RainReviews
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4 Reviews Added on April 11, 2011 Last Updated on April 11, 2011 AuthorInner RainCity Of The LivingAboutWhy I Write?! I love to write poems... Not really planning to make it a profession, i just enjoy it. I write to relieve stress, especially school-related stress and also so i can express my emot.. more..Writing
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