paradox Posted May 18, 2005 Report Share Posted May 18, 2005 well, since im feeling creative today, and since ive recently been able to access my old poetry again (thank god! i thought id lost it all!) heres another. when we were young and full of promise the world seemed a brighter place sharper and clearer brilliantly clean full of hope and sunshine that never set we could never have imagined what would come what would befall us at nightfall the twilight of immortality, the end of childhood we left our day in the sun, we fled straight on to night skipping and laughing, caught fully unaware we fell into that trap of life, never seeing what hit us now bound and gagged, chained to our fates coming to our senses for the first time crying to see the error of our ignorance crying because we miss our ignorance dying to see the death of youthful bliss dying at the sight of our foolishness wishing for a chance to escape from this wishing so hard for youthful ignorance Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Brenda Starrr Posted May 18, 2005 Report Share Posted May 18, 2005 Ooh! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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