Top Of The BoulderA Poem by luciddreamerI wish sometimes for truth but mainly now for peace which cannot be found in a lie As I listen to the cricket
I can no longer remember my dreams what the hell is that suppose to mean the portal has changed, I now must hear your point of view Alice, where is your looking glass?
Don't tell me you've found the way and all I have to do is pray Believe me I will run at what you say God bless the seeker?
Listen, Listen, is the music in my head the message, the message, is all that is being said I'm rumbling , I'm roaring, I no longer choose to loose Lookie here, lookie here, I'm the girl with no shoes
Watching aloop, de ja vu, the same ole s**t different day routine work, bills, worry, a little love, a lot of crap and tv Wanting off this ride, sometimes feels like an imposibility Free falling is on her mind, as she falls asleep
Go ahead and cry baby if you want to here, shoot a bird at anyone who says not to feel your rage, express yourself, be an artist don't stay in that cage that was assigned to you Fly away Fly away Away from the land of the dead
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5 Reviews Added on December 26, 2010 Last Updated on December 27, 2010 AuthorluciddreamerCarrollton, GAAboutFirst they ignore you, then they laugh at you, then they fight you, then you win....Gandhi more..Writing
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