The EdgeA Poem by The Analog KidDreams play tricks on you. I took a derivative of a line from a Counting Crows song to spawn the first stanza.You see the traffic rise Then a sudden surprise Closer the sidewalk spins You wake and it’s gone...you win. Passion burning in your head Elusive girl of your dreams, in your bed Sweet release, it’s what you choose You wake and she’s gone...you lose. Intruder breaches your door Glass shatters, this is war! Search the house, pursuing within You wake and he’s gone...you win. Kindergarten friends, there’s no rain Innocent times, who knew about pain? All over again, like you just got the news. You wake and she’s gone...you lose. © 2012 The Analog KidAuthor's Note
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24 Reviews Added on March 7, 2010 Last Updated on July 21, 2012 AuthorThe Analog KidAllentown, PAAboutJoined: Jul 5, 2008 ******************************************************************** This is the poem of a friend that I find to be exceptional: The Seventh Thread Intermingle.. more..Writing
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