For All Time
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This is a really weird poem I wrote..i guess I should explain its meaning first.
I like to write, but my ideas come to me when I have nothing to write on..mostly when im at work, or going to sleep. I have all these words in my head, and when i finaly get to paper...they're gone...so blah n e way. Im not sure if you will understand it :/
Words.... words
So many of them
Cluttered into my mind
Busily moving trying to find the path to paper
words ...
Some that have no meaning
Some that have a rhyme
Others dont, I find them a little harder to fit
Words........
I dont understand, yet role of my tongue
Maybe I made them up
Maybe they are real but they seem to work
Words...
I believe they are trying to tell a story
But the story has no ending yet
Maybe its my life
You think I should keep a diary?
Then when my time comes
I shall leave it to you.
Maybe you can make sense
These words I know
Words....
Write them..
So I have my ending.
Don't let my words slip again.
K/T 2005
I like to write, but my ideas come to me when I have nothing to write on..mostly when im at work, or going to sleep. I have all these words in my head, and when i finaly get to paper...they're gone...so blah n e way. Im not sure if you will understand it :/
Words.... words
So many of them
Cluttered into my mind
Busily moving trying to find the path to paper
words ...
Some that have no meaning
Some that have a rhyme
Others dont, I find them a little harder to fit
Words........
I dont understand, yet role of my tongue
Maybe I made them up
Maybe they are real but they seem to work
Words...
I believe they are trying to tell a story
But the story has no ending yet
Maybe its my life
You think I should keep a diary?
Then when my time comes
I shall leave it to you.
Maybe you can make sense
These words I know
Words....
Write them..
So I have my ending.
Don't let my words slip again.
K/T 2005
