Wooden And HollowA Poem by MisantheaA good friend of mine let me know he was depressed
Invisible waves, telepathy, he let me know. I suggested him to sit under a tree For he would find peace if he did. My friend is made of wood, however So he did not heed my advice; He would not take words he could not understand. Hopefully, he will sit under a tree Hopefully, a bird will make its nest on top of him Hopefully, his foliage will thicken Hopefully, his roots will run deep So that he may become a tree Just like everyone else. © 2011 MisantheaAuthor's Note
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Added on January 27, 2011 Last Updated on January 27, 2011 AuthorMisantheaNetherworldAboutI am merely moving through life, trying to find a place where I may feel at ease. I like many different things that probably do not fit or match together. For one thing I really like music, and I l.. more..Writing
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