shake me up and weigh me down
strip me of these heavy gowns
bathe my feet in honeyed oils
save me from my rotten spoils
down the road my steps have taken me
dirt and stone taken the place of bone
the setting sun has opened my eyes to see
as the world in darkness is a place of drones
my mind is clear, the shackles gone
enlightened anew, imagination spawned
mine is a journey now fresh and clean
to a path few others can say they've seen













Devious Comments
Comments
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Everyone feels a certain way for a reason, when you read a persons poem youre glimpsing at their very soul
But yours is magnificent.
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Procrastination Makes Perfect
Story of my life
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"From my rotting body, flowers shall grow and I am in them and that is eternity."
Can't even tell its your first try at getting into it after schools ^-^
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Procrastination Makes Perfect
Story of my life
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And so it is, just like you said it would be.
Life goes easy on me
...most of the time.
My favorite part was actually the beginning. The part that says, "shake me up and weigh me down.."
I thought it all was very good, though. And interesting. ^-^
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I have heard there are troubles of more than one kind. Some come from ahead, and some come from behind. But I've brought a big bat. I'm all ready, you see. Now my troubles are going to have trouble with me.
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