The Planes.A Poem by tamilynnyea;.Just trying something new..No where else but down, Anywhere but up. Everything is sound, for now.
I think it's all bound. I dreamed the planes would stop, And go no where else but down.
I know you ca't see how. You don't need to. You'll see when it drops, But everything is sound, for now.
I know, I see it now, In your mind, one day, it'll pop: No where else but down.
Don't you make any vows, All the world will drop, Everything is sound, only for now.
But I see it in the clouds, I wish for the swap: No where else but down, But everything is sound, for now.
Oh, I dreamt of the planes, The planes, The planes, The planes, And I know it's the same, The same.
Dont say that's not sane, It's insane, Insane, But I know. I dreamt about the planes. © 2009 tamilynnyea;. |
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Added on October 4, 2009 Authortamilynnyea;.St. Peters, MOAboutMy names tami; I write poetry. I was writing a book, but I got lazy a little less than half-way through. I'm sixteen. more..Writing
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