Happy New Years?A Poem by Dream Slave
Oh how everyone is jolly,
as the music keeps playing, dancing in their oblivious rituals, how do they do it?, how can they be so happy, ignoring that nothing has changed, making it seem as if everything is fine, guess they have been blindfolded, or they just rather be blind, merrily partying it up, as the clock strikes twelve, leaving behind nothing at all, thinking that past mistakes, will forever be erased, it is just another day, a simple 24 hours, still they think, that everything has changed, waking up realizing, is it really a happy new year. © 2011 Dream Slave |
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Added on January 1, 2011 Last Updated on January 1, 2011 AuthorDream SlaveCayey, Metro, Puerto RicoAboutUniversity Student looking for somewhere to blow off steam. I'm 22 and am figuring out the world may not be as small as some people say. more..Writing
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