The End of My World as I Know ItA Poem by Conrad WrobelMoving away to college inspires some intense emotions. Partially inspired by "Ozymandias" by Percy Bysshe Shelley.
The the flame to its wick, Shadows falling upon shadows, blackening out the moonlight. Wisps trail out from the darknesss, remains of my lost knowledge, Scattered among the fuselage - my broken dreams and shattered visage. "I am Ozymandias, king of kings." Look on my grave, ye mortals, and despair. The end decreases in length and increases in proximity. A lonesome ember floating on the winds of change. A single powder keg in the sands of time. What are the chances... © 2008 Conrad WrobelFeatured Review
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3 Reviews Added on February 10, 2008 AuthorConrad WrobelEastsound, WAAboutIt's lonely in my mind...may I step into yours for a second? I write comedy, scripts, and poetry. I dream of being a successful stand up comedian, and will eventually have something of that nature po.. more..Writing
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