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A Poem by T.W. Knight

Verse
I can't write with a mind like mine.
I can't paint you a picture.
The demons come for me
And my hope is fading

The lighter in my hand
Is burning the world to my end.
But hey there little man
You are not alone, man

Chorus
We all stop
We all think
We all burn
Then we all breath

Verse
My pen stays still
The paper stays white
And then I look to you
Little man

The world is a looney place
If you have nothing left
But we forget our way
When angles take it away

Chorus
We all stop
We all think
We all burn
Then we all breath

Bridge
Light is now the enemy
Until we find a remedy 
We all burn down in memories
You little man

Chorus
We all stop
We all think
We all burn
Then we all breath

© 2012 T.W. Knight


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Added on December 28, 2012
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T.W. Knight
T.W. Knight

Round Rock, TX



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"If life was a book, I'll hate the ending." I am a creative madman that does way too much. Writing may be a hobby for me, but that is where passion spawns from. I pursue many creative outlets such as .. more..

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