sunrise

[Bacchus]

Feel the sunrise,
Sorrows overflowing
From this cup of swollen pride
Seen a world that?s glowing
Tearing up inside
Wasted away in it?s own solitude;
All fear and dread
For one who left behind
Say the names,
Say the names,
A voice over the radio
Walk the steps
Lift each stone
In search of your own vanity,
Lose yourself,
You can lose yourself
Oh, these beggars, thieves,
Children with no home
Find a place to settle down?
Crucified for wanting,
Needing contact?

Just wrote this after a bit of a wild dream, not really finished yet i guess!??

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"The inner-self is true self, the very essence of who I am. The impulse that drives the vessel. The motive and the reason." - peter j. koskela

 

[Angela Harlem]

Wow, if I had your dreams!

This could be left as is. If you don't it wouldn't seem inappropriate do you think? You will know if it needs more though

 

[The Wanderer]

good stuff...

it does leave the reader kind of hanging though, but like a dream that ends abruptly, still speaks to you though, nonetheless

 

[foray]

It's dying to be lyrics to a song, it is!

foray

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"Please--tame me!" he said. "I want to, very much," the little prince replied. "But I have not much time. I have friends to discover, and a great many things to understand." "One only understands the things that one tames," said the fox.