TrAiNwReCkA Poem by Falon QuirkePushing daisies.
This is it
This is my life now This is what I've been reduced to This is what my world has become My field of daisies Ruined and withered away to nothing No chance of spring This winter continues forever I've seen the groundhog's shadow There's no hope yet No optimism Not for this TrAiNwReCk This TrAiNwReCk we call life Everything I've ever hoped for Anything I've ever loved Slipped through my fingers like whispers in the wind The reality of strife Cuts like a knife Slams like a TrAiNwReCk With an earth-shattering impact The daisies are gone forevermore Ruined and withered away to nothing The only good about the daisies now Is that no one can push them anymore © 2013 Falon Quirke |
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Added on February 2, 2013 Last Updated on February 2, 2013 AuthorFalon Quirke*********, ILAboutI'm 15, and I've loved writing for as long as I can remember. And I LOVE to read. I write novels and a few poems and get most of my inspiration from my dreams, and what I read. I love fantasy books.. more..Writing
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