EvanescentA Poem by ChrisThe cry for help, huh! what a funny thing. Guess it's time to realize I learned a thing or two about humility. Guess it's why I sleep so low. How would you know you have no home here? Clear conscious and all, look where I've been! Won't go too far, though i'll travel the bend.
They know what I've got, see what I don't. Sew to pay the cost, don't believe that I won't. Didn't have the master card, Guess I'm short on ends. Pulling out a b*****d card On all my so called friends.
What's the defenition of a soul-journer? Faith leads a prophet towards knowledge, gotta go further. Normality's dull and I'm full of restlessness, Don't want to think about me or my feelings But selflessness.
In the mad hunt for treasure I've been dissalusioned. Thinking that I'm here for them just brings confusion.
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Added on October 19, 2008 AuthorChrisVancouver, WAAboutI was born in Scotland in 1982, Dunoon to be exact. Moved to the states when I was two years old. I grew up in Vancouver, Washington and completed High School in 2000. Since then I've been writing .. more..Writing
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