aargh

worse and worse and worse. you chased the words away

the end of the amusement park ride

we all die someday

the sunset

is a lie

and it screams the truth

(and that f*****g wind messing with my thoughts)

the winds agenda

the moons influence

Reviews

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. the amusement park analogy is out of this world brilliant ... and i have just not read anything as utterly and profoundly true ... every lie screams the truth ... no doubt about that ...

the wind only has wind of itself
the moon only of its influence
we just wait there
like collateral damage
as if we are autumn
in their spring

[em]

- whoa - brilliant - profound - yes - serah's right - and her verse too - stellar -

the wind's never been
known to know
exactly what its up to

some days
it messes with
its own head
and the moon silently
curses those clouds

as it waits
for another morning
of dying

[Dalebear]

Our life is like a burning candle we don't know how long it gonna last. I like it good write.

Dalebear

[Emily B]

my candle burns at both ends
it will not last the night
but, ah, my foes, and, oh, my friends
it gives a lovely light
--Edna St. Vincent Millay

. . . unless the wind blows the candle out