![]() The WindowA Poem by Blackrose![]() A small poem I wrote during Math class :P Sorta like choosind right and wrong, in a way, or how people avoid the choice![]() Miles by miles, Day by new day, Searching every corner, For New, better ways.
So we tear up the room, Rip out the Drawers, Break through the Locks, Speak not a word.
Yet we feel an odd guilt, The uncertainty of a Lie, We stand tangled and trapped, Yet no tears we cry.
Then we see that small window, Leading to fields and streams, And for a second we consider, How our life could truy be.
Yet we hear that voice, A freind-or so they say, And we leave the window shut, Saying we will return some other day. © 2008 BlackroseAuthor's Note
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Added on December 18, 2008Author![]() BlackroseMannheim, GermanyAboutso yeah... nothing really to say here :P Im basically a writer and an artist-sadly for you guys, more of an artist, but I try with the writing part, and I like to think that every now and then I .. more..Writing
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